Mad drunk woman shouted at me again earlier - she was hanging out of the kitchen window with another derelict, as soon as she saw me she started shouting "Hi Richard, Hi there, yer alright!" really loud.
I can't handle this for too long - at least in the winter it goes quiet up there - if she starts coming to the house I'm moving.
Nearly got into a fist fight in the COOP over the only loaf of brown bread...
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Is she from Liverpool?
In retrospect, I think you should have pretended to be 'forin', maybe speak Spanish to her, or no, maybe not, that might be a bit of a turn on for her.
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