By Bee on Fri, 25 Jul 2014
I walked along the crusty path
“Hi I’m Hannah” the girl in the Turquoise dress announced
“Can I borrow a screwdriver?”
She had just moved in to the house next door.
Strictly speaking calling her a girl was perhaps stretching a point.
I found out subsequently that Hannah Knott was forty nine years old and had 4 grown up children but she was a girl in comparison to me, who was knocking loudly on the door of my sixth decade.