Was talking to a friend today about ex cars we owned.
He mentioned the Rover SDI I had and we both remembered a funny tale about the car ...well the car triggered the event.
I was 22 at the time ( Yes car insurance was not like it is now !) and the Rover 2600 needed some spay work done on it.
Anyway a chap I know recommended someone and gave us his address and number.
Anyway we were passing the house and I said to my mate lets drop in and see that bloke who can do the paint job.
So we did ...it was a mid week evening and we knocked at the door.
His dad came to the door (Greek Cypriot) and said he was not in but come in and wait. So we did.
I said will he be long ...no said this chap he will be back soon.
Then he got chatting to us about cars and his wife made us coffee and we waited ...then she made us food ! Trying not to offend we accepted the food and more coffee then Greek cakes ...
After about 2 hours of chatting and eating ...we decided the chap was not coming back home that quick and we left ...
I found someone else to do the paint spray and thus never contacted this chap again....
So this is called dropping in on complete strangers ...having a meal and drinks and cakes and leaving :-)
The lodger got up and seen him asleep. Carried on making his packed lunch and thought it might be a good idea to wake OH up. Ginge had a look and went and got a pickaxe because the bloke was so big. Tapped him on the head with it to wake him up....just asked 'What The Funicular are you doing in my house' Poor bloke didn't have a clue where he was....and he'd wet himself!!