Do you remember the story about my neighbour, the old lady, who took care of our garden when we were away and Ingrid left for Barcelona?
I was out in the garden yesterday, replanting my sweetpeas (yes, I know I am terrible late, but all this travelling.....) when I heard my name "Britt-Arnhild, are you there?", and around the corner came my old neighbour Inger, with her arms filled with a huge bouquet of flowers.
"I wonder if you have a vase huge enough for these?"
Good neighbours are blessings. To have good neighbours adds smiles to your life, to be a good neighbour makes other people's life a song.
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Do you have any "good neighbour" stories to share?
