His habit of chopping away everything on his side of the wall and then leaning stuff against it. This led to a collapse of said wall when my then six-year-old was playing at its foot. Luckily he was yanked away by my friend (who had been clearing away the wild ivy growth) at the last minute, thus preventing serious injury and/or death. As we were all recovering from the shock, said neighbour came out of his house, looked and the rubble and said "I hope you're not going to replant the ivy". I was told to go away by my friend lest I say something actionable.
Fast forward a few years and he caught me in the garden. He moaned about something trivial and I dropped an F bomb. Long pause... "I don't think I like that sort of language" he said. "I know I don't like you" was my instant retort.
His habit of chopping away everything on his side of the wall and then leaning stuff against it. This led to a collapse of said wall when my then six-year-old was playing at its foot. Luckily he was yanked away by my friend (who had been clearing away the wild ivy growth) at the last minute, thus preventing serious injury and/or death. As we were all recovering from the shock, said neighbour came out of his house, looked and the rubble and said "I hope you're not going to replant the ivy". I was told to go away by my friend lest I say something actionable.
Fast forward a few years and he caught me in the garden. He moaned about something trivial and I dropped an F bomb. Long pause... "I don't think I like that sort of language" he said. "I know I don't like you" was my instant retort.
We haven't spoken since. :)
I... wha... how does someone even have that train of logic...
Guess this proves my old joke, "If a person can't handle a good bout of swearing, they're no friend of mine"
I always did think him a bit odd. It felt really great telling him I didn't like him. Hadn't said that since primary school! :)