Great story, John.

Sounds as though poor Harry may well be the author of his own misfortunes.

Nothing like having a bit of neighbourhood drama, though.

Nothing that exciting on our street. One of the former neighbours, an eccentric lady in her 70s, used to come out of her house clad in just a tee shirt and diapers, to steal the newspaper from one of the neighbours’ garbage. He would yell at her and she would yell back.

She also used to have screaming matches with her assorted grown kids. Her voice was much like Edith in All In the Family.