Good deeds and new neighbours

Curious about some unexpected noise outside my front door at a rather late hour (my doors aren't nearly as sound proof as I'd like - remind me to do something about that when I have money again), I popped my head around the door and discovered... people. Tired and stressed people, having spent most of the day transporting their worldly belongings in van from Cambridge, but unmistakably people nevertheless. Neighbours in fact.

Since nothing brings out by innate perkiness quite so much as stress in other people, I insisted up offering my aid, which to be fair they seemed grateful for. My good cheer and optimism - particularly in the face of an overly wide dining table and an overly narrow door frame - were remarked upon several times.

I moved into my flat over a period of 11 months, they managed it in just over an hour. Admittedly my assistance may have made things slightly easier for them, but I don't think it accounts for the... 11 month discrepancy. Still David and Helen seem like a decent couple, and I've been promised an invite around once they've settled (which might be a while judging by the amount of stuff they have to unpack - and I thought I had a lot!)

So, new neighbours and positive impressions all round. What a pleasant evening it's turned out to be.