Originally Posted by Adam. (Post 8244431)

Should we call the police?

Originally Posted by Adam. (Post 8244431)

Should we call the police?

Originally Posted by kirklancaster (Post 8244290)

The new neighbours were very upper middle-class. She was a very attractive women in her early forties, her husband quite visibly at least 20 years older. He was rather reserved, stiff, and polite rather than friendly. He had what can only be called a miserable disposition and his voice - when he did speak - was as monotonous and grey as his clothes.

It was evident from the start that she too was miserable - but not through any natural inclination - but rather because her 'joy de vivre' had been slowly smothered over the years of a loveless marriage, by his misery.

At first, she barely looked at LT, but as the brandy warmed in her slender, immacutely manicured hands and as LT warmed into his natural repartee, she began to notice him, and very soon, she found herself increasingly smiling, and something stifled and lost deep within herself began to waken.
In the early hours, her husband's snoring as he lay asleep in the oversize armchair in their lounge, was drowned out by her and LT's mutual laughter.

They had not only moved from their respective seats onto the fireside sofa, but also moved closer together on that sofa, despite it being a four seater.

Though it was only a relatively short time before she and LT were embracing, it it was an event she had dreamt about for almost twenty years....

(To be continued... or not :laugh:)

Originally Posted by LeatherTrumpet (Post 8242775)

The ones up the back of the field. They are retired..English:umm2:..poshos from the Cotswolds...4 black labs a Range Rover and a Landrover and fishing gear everywhere. Thet arrived 2 days ago and I have already seen them out all afternoon measuring their land and borders with my property with digital reading equipment :umm2:

So im off to meet them at six for drinks...Jesus...

I will report back later

Originally Posted by Mokka (Post 8247523)

The next 50 shades writer is born...

:flutter: Tell me more

Originally Posted by MTVN (Post 8247616)

Were they wearing red trousers

Originally Posted by kirklancaster (Post 8244290)

The new neighbours were very upper middle-class. She was a very attractive women in her early forties, her husband quite visibly at least 20 years older. He was rather reserved, stiff, and polite rather than friendly. He had what can only be called a miserable disposition and his voice - when he did speak - was as monotonous and grey as his clothes.

It was evident from the start that she too was miserable - but not through any natural inclination - but rather because her 'joy de vivre' had been slowly smothered over the years of a loveless marriage, by his misery.

At first, she barely looked at LT, but as the brandy warmed in her slender, immacutely manicured hands and as LT warmed into his natural repartee, she began to notice him, and very soon, she found herself increasingly smiling, and something stifled and lost deep within herself began to waken.
In the early hours, her husband's snoring as he lay asleep in the oversize armchair in their lounge, was drowned out by her and LT's mutual laughter.

They had not only moved from their respective seats onto the fireside sofa, but also moved closer together on that sofa, despite it being a four seater.

Though it was only a relatively short time before she and LT were embracing, it it was an event she had dreamt about for almost twenty years....

(To be continued... or not :laugh:)

Originally Posted by Ashley. (Post 8251478)

Again?

Originally Posted by Ashley. (Post 8251479)

Oh it's the same thread lmao

Originally Posted by LeatherTrumpet (Post 8244504)

They served me Champagne, no white wine or offer of a wee dram :nono: and the talk was 90% fishing. They did mention they had a neighbour dispute in the Cotswolds (:idc:) and i did mention my brother is a senior partner in Edinburgh's top law firm just for information you know...

But they were fine, it will take them a time to learn our ways and it seems they will not properly move in until Spring. She is 10 years younger than him (he has a handlebar moustache). Their dog was lovely (3 more to come).

and I got back in time for the X so all was well.

Originally Posted by jennyjuniper (Post 8251474)

I really hope you write for a living Kirk, because if you don't, you should. :wavey:

Originally Posted by jennyjuniper (Post 8251474)

I really hope you write for a living Kirk, because if you don't, you should. :wavey:

Originally Posted by Suze (Post 8251514)

I agree with you. Kirk is a man of many talents, his garden thread is a delight.

Originally Posted by Niamh. (Post 8251486)

I like the way you seemed to offer the fact he has a handlebar moustache as a reason why his younger wife is with him :fan:

Originally Posted by LeatherTrumpet (Post 8242775)

The ones up the back of the field. They are retired..English:umm2:..poshos from the Cotswolds...4 black labs a Range Rover and a Landrover and fishing gear everywhere. Thet arrived 2 days ago and I have already seen them out all afternoon measuring their land and borders with my property with digital reading equipment :umm2:

So im off to meet them at six for drinks...Jesus...

I will report back later

Originally Posted by kirklancaster (Post 8252263)

Thank you Jenny, you are most kind. I have had 3 very near misses with TV Drama scripts, have had a couple of short stories published, and am on chapter 8 of a novel I've been writing for some time now.

I might finish it sometime. :laugh:

Originally Posted by Mokka (Post 8252352)

:o When you publish Kirk, I expect an autographed copy... :flutter:

Originally Posted by kirklancaster (Post 8252401)

I will send you an autographed copy before it's published Mokka. It is rather 'racy' though. :laugh: