they are starting to grate now.
the other day dh was loading dd into van. It takes a while to lock the wheelchair in. they stood at thier front door smoking and staring. when I say Staring I mean Stariing with a capital S. not just a nosy glance that is normal.
today mr g is outside once again Staring at school bus.
I want to shout out "sorry have we got something of yours"