Solid citizen.
Our neighbour’s name is Noel. He’s a 60-something former cab driver who is like a cross between the Duracell Bunny and the Irish rain. He doesn’t stop moving and is always there.
Noel’s always outside chopping firewood, and chucking a load of it over our wall; or cleaning the muck off his car, or our kids’ bikes, with his pressure hose; or fixing his gutters (and ours), with a long ladder. He makes large robust planter boxes and pretty little fairy doors, both of
