I wish I had the courage to knock on someone's door and say 'hello', but I usually wait until an opportunity presents itself. When we moved in, our immediate neighbour didn't come round, but introduced herself as soon as she saw us outside and we had a chat. That's how it has been with most of our neighbours, and a lovely lot they are too! The only ones to actually knock on our door were the young people across the road who asked us if we would feed their fish while they were away! We didn't know them from Adam, but it has now become a regular thing. She turns up with a bag of fish food and we say yes. When we moved into our army quarter in Holland there was a knock on the door almost before we had the chance to take off our coats and there stood a couple with a cake and a bottle! They were so very well spoken and charming I thought it must have been the Commanding Officer and his wife, but no, just our next door but one neighbour's. Thirty six years later we are still close friends!