Neighbours

I looked out the window of the flat this morning and noticed that the washing line was full of clothes. And in that instant I knew that even if we hadn't already met our new neighhbours, Heidi and Jean, we would know two things about them from their washing. All the adult clothes on the line were black with or without skulls, and there were teeny tiny pink baby clothes! That's right, the new neighbours, Heidi and Jean, are Goths, and they have a baby! I shudder to think what people could know about us from our washing!