I'm very lucky to have lovely, helpful and friendly neighbours on both sides of me but the one across the road is a total pain in the backside. No matter what time of the day I leave my house, she's immediately out of her front door shouting "Chewbacca, are you going out? Where are you going? You couldn't just get me....... could you?" As soon as I pull onto my driveway, she's back out, shouting "Chewbacca, have you a minute, I need to ask you......". She's not a little old lady, living alone and short of company; she's younger than me with adult children living with her. She just seems to need to know where I'm going and where I've been. Does my 'ead in!