I returned Francesca’s call of the day before. She hoped that Mrs CJ would be willing to open the Old Man’s front door, so that she and a colleague could survey the house. It sounded rather as though Francesca would prefer that I was not present when the survey was done.
In the evening, I had a lengthy conversation with Mrs CJ.
Charlie and Karl will be coming to stay with Mr & Mrs CJ on Saturday night. I told Mrs CJ how the toddler son of my neighbours opposite, “the Explorer”, had raced away from his parents on his scooter that morning when they left for work. His father had had to run after him to catch up.
[Original posting 16 September 2011]