Our neighbour is a I am a complete mentalist. He dresses himself I dress myself up in an assortment of skin tight/baggy clothes seemingly at random, can be seen leaving/returning to the house at a variety of times ranging from 4 in the morning to after midnight, riding an array of bikes (I lost count at about 6 or 7) no matter what the weather is doing. In fact I'd say when the weather is bad he looks I looka lot happier. He I'll often come back covered in sweat, mud, blood and wildlife, his my bikes always look pristine and decked out in expensive hardware while both his my gardens look like a bomb has gone off in a garden shop.
Madness, it's all relative.
For those who didn;t get the irony, I;ve fixed it. Applies to most people on here, I expect. Certainly applies to me, Haven;t used a lawnmower for over a year I htink