Monday, March 6, 2006

Angry Mob No. 2

Today we have a "day off", so at about 9 am we were luxuriating in bed, enjoying a bit of a sleep-in. I was just commenting how lucky I was not to be caught on the loo last night - not like last time when the landlord let himself in just as I stepped out of the shower (yes, we always put the snib on the door now) and I said we had better be ready in case the "angry mob" returns this morning.

"You had to say it, didn't you!" bemoaned Peter as instantly the door-bell rang. I went to the door bedraggled and barefoot, (yes, clothed) straight out of bed - a non-verbal way of telling people they are disturbing us.

It was our friendly neighbour who had taken such an interest in our last water-related problem with the water-heater. She, and her kid, and husband, and another, were on their way down the stairs and felt it their civil duty to get us out of bed and inform us that the wall in the stair-well is wet. Apparently they all figured that since we don't speak Chinese (I know she knows this) it would make things clearer if each member of her mob spoke to us at the same time while gesticulating towards the damp wall.

Someone has even taken the trouble to write something by scratching in the soft wet plaster. That's helpful.

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