My neighbours borrow loads from us, and vice versa. Its fab. A favourite at one point was cooking ingredients for school. They currently have my jet wash, I have a jug of theirs. Oh and I still have a funeral dress I borrowed last year, and am sure a least one of my baking trays is round there. And we have a sharing stock pot as well. It's actually ndns but she didn't have room in her pan cupboard for it, so it lives with me.
I also borrowed her partner last night to drop us off at restaurant as we couldn't get through to taxi firm.
Love, love, love my ndns.