As if working for some wasn't enough, my neighbour is a fan of the Baby Jesus and his music. Crooning with choirs and lyrics of evangelical clap-trap. Awful, awful, awful. And especially awful when played at 9.30 a.m. on a Sunday and even nightmarish when played at 7.00 a.m. on a work day.
However being a 'Christian' you would expect her behaviour to be moral, upright and decent - oh foolish me! So, I was surprised to find her husband standing on the pavement outside my house yesterday, waiting for the police to turn up to let him into his own home. His wife's boyfriend had changed the locks as her messy divorce came to a close and neither of them would allow the poor man back into his own house, that he is still paying for, to get his things and leave.
She gets to keep the house apparently.
What are the 10 commandments again?
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