Dear V8Nighty.
Firstly let me offer an unreserved apology for my behaviour yesterday, living with mummsie can be a trifle challenging and I can find it quite hard to communicate other adults who aren’t still tucked into bed by their Ma-Ma. However that is no excuse.
I’m also very sorry that yesterday was the first time I had left the family home in the last few months and this excess of fresh air caused me to feel slightly dizzy and your assumption that I tried to punch your car was simply an attempt to steady myself lest I fell to the ground.
Regarding the children I do rather think you had the wrong end of the stick, when I said “How would you like me to flash in your kids window?” I obviously meant would you be happy if I conquered my fear of leaving the house, took driving lessons, passed my test and raided dear ma-ma’s pension pot to buy and car and then parked it in your back garden and flashed my lights into the darlings windows as they slept.
I fear you somehow felt I meant something altogether more seedy and sinister.
Please feel free to pop by for a nice cup of pee tea and we can iron out our misunderstandings.
xxxxx
Mental Geof