Crazy dude
Had an early last night, which was probably for the best. Got Prague coming up next weekend, so it seemed worth taking it easy just this once.
Basically just stayed inside working for a bit before watching a couple of DVDs. About the only thing of note to happen occurred when I popped out to the shops early in the evening; the English guy who lives below and along a bit from us (and who we have been warned about by our landlady) was screaming at the top of his voice at some guy in the street below. I wasn’t quite able to work out what it was all about, but it seemed that he knew the guy and was telling him in no uncertain terms to get the fuck away from the building. I think his words were something like, “please, please, please piss off now, or I won’t come and see you this evening”. Strange way of expressing things, no?
According to our landlady he beats his girlfriend and son and has spent four years in a Dutch prison, but then I think she has an axe to grind so I can’t be sure. It would kinda fit, though. I’ll say “hi” to him in the stairway, but apart from that the best move seems to be to keep a wide berth. I’m up for an easy life.
