Oh, the poor woman, I'd have died.
I was invited for coffee by a similar weirdy neighbour, who just so happened to have twins the same age as mine, nothing else in common AT ALL though. She sat with her back to me the whole time and I kept trying to peer round her shoulder to talk, very odd. And her kids didn't utter a single word, they just sat there while mine acted a bit crazy and showed off . Then whilst she was making another coffee I was looking at her photos on the mantlepiece and saw their wedding picture and realised her hubbie was the nutter who gets my train to London every morning and shouts abuse at people. I couldn't get out there quick enough, didn't stay for the second coffee