Just read this from Shocked in Norfolk,
Yesterday afternoon a charrabang, pulled up outside my new home, and about 20 ladies of a certain age, and a young very fit piper, ran up the drive banged on the door, all with their legs crossed and doing a strange dance, hands between their legs, begging to use my loos.
On further inspection it was clear they were all slightly drunk,and very noisy, they had brought me loads of lovely grub and lashings of booze, as the afternoon wore on,it was clear they were expecting me to feed and find room for them all to sleep.
I am, and have always been very welcoming to strangers, however, the goings on we're getting a bit too much for my poor husband, and as for my little dog, well lets just say he is still traumatised.
Eventually the poor piper had had enough and escaped through the bedroom window, never to return, the ladies very charming as they were sabotaged what was tobe a quite evening of settling In to our new home.
They left in the early hours, all falling into the said charrabang, waving and cheering, and saying they will return next week.
I will be away.
So whoever they were, thanks for all the goodies but please
Norfolk folk be aware of strangers running up your drive.