Getting To Know The Neighbours, Part Two

After the adventure with Little Bully and Gruff Daddy, I was hoping the rest of the day would be plain sailing.

Not so. Not more than an hour later, as I was retelling the story to Mrs Levee, I looked out our front window to see a silver car mating with ours. I was surprised not to have heard the sound of impact. Was this a revenge attack from Gruff Daddy?

I ran outside to see what was going on. Bizarrely, the silver car was unoccupied and the engine dead. I later found out that a neighbour’s car had rolled down the street and smashed into ours. Although the handbrake was on, it had glacially slid down the road toward our house and crashed into the back of our boneshaker.

When we separated the cars, there was only a little damage to my bumper and to the neighbour’s front fender. However, the car had been moved about a foot sideways, so I took it for a drive to make sure it was OK. Of course, the neighbour was very apologetic. I explained that the car meant little - thankfully no children had been playing outside at the time - and the damage was very slight.

In any event, he offered to pay for any damage. Nice gesture. Very different from my earlier experience!