Neighbours

Meet our new neighbours.

When I saw this place being prepared, I thought, 'Oh great! A new takeaway just around the corner. Wonder if it's Indian or Chinese or something else?'

I almost blipped it a couple of weeks ago when I came home late at night and saw a guy painting the frontage in black gloss under floodlights in the dark. I didn't pluck up the courage to tap him on the shoulder and ask if I could snap him in the act. Probably a good thing.

Then, with my stomach rumbling as I anticipated chicken biryanis galore, it opened.

And...errr...it's not a takeaway.

It's not completely clear what it sells, but according to a sign, Annabel lives there and you just press the bell for 'service'.