I spoke to our nextdoor neighbours yesterday (who already love us because we're not the old owners), to explain why my man was hoovering the grass. The polystyrene balls.
I remember our neighbours when I was small, hoovering the dead deciduous leaves that landed in their evergreens and dusting the cobwebs from the outer brickwork of their house, and I thought they were mad. I was worried our new neighbours would think the same of us.
It turns out no-one noticed. All they noticed was that we'd chopped the 10ft plus hedge down to about 6ft and so they already love us. Didn't realise it would be that easy.
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Lovely to see your thoughts.