Fence yeller

wow. I've just been yelled at over our fence by my neighbour. She's a little Italian lady. Well not quite Italian, but from a country just near there that I can't quite remember, so for me, she's a little old italian lady.

Our fence is supposedly 5 foot high. But since everyone landscaped and grassed and stuff its now about 4 foot high. We added bamboo in front of the fence which goes about a foot and a bit above it, just for some extra privacy, but behind our bbq theres a bit of lattice since putting bamboo behind the bbq didn't feel so safe firewise, and we did the bit of lattice first. Theres a small gap about a foot wide between the lattice and the bamboo. So this is the place my neighbour always calls me from. And today yelled at me from.

She wanted to know why my pool pump is so noisy now. Why are we doing this to her and Jim (her DH). Its so noisy they can't eat their dinner. Its 4:20pm btw. Greg built a box around the pool filter and pump so its not likes its out in the open or anything. And yes since its now 4 years old it is a bit noiser than when it was first installed, but nothing excessive. Its not like a lawnmower going all day or something. It runs for a few hours in the morning and a few hours in the afternoon.

So here she is yelling at me over the fence. And then she tells me that I'm like my brother. Um she's only met my brother once I think. For a simple hello. Why are you doing this? She yells at me.

dina I say, please don't yell at me. You are doing the same as your brother she says. When he was our next door neighbour at Warriewood. (I have no idea where Warriewood is, but I'm pretty sure its in the Western Suburbs of Sydney, And to get my brother out of the Sutherland Shire - yeah right, not going to happen)

So she keeps yelling at me. He lived next to me at Warriewood, you are doing the same thing as he did she says. When you first moved here I recognise him, she says, and your mother. (Leave my mother out of this) Jim and I looked at each other she says, we know she says.

Bad part is, two of my children are standing next to me. Luckily Nath who is the youngest is at Grandma Wards today. She is wide eyed and I'm sure has lost the plot. You are going to regret doing this to me she yells. I am going to get that man to take care of you she yells. I simply say I am not having an argument over the fence with you and usher my kids inside.

Poor TJ grabs BMW's hand and makes a run for it. I can't believe it. And its the first time we have come home early on a Monday. Normally TJ has swimming, but I've cancelled Monday swimming to give her more time at home. And now this happens. Boy oh boy. I feel like I must attract weirdos or something. Really wasn't something I needed today. Really wasn't.