My neighbour, like clockwork, leaves the house at 6.30am and gets back home at 8.15pm. You could set your clock, such is the steady reliability.
Today, he left at 6.44am and returned at 8.29pm.
Maybe it's just because it's the Bank Holiday, maybe because he slipped a little, I don't know. When things are so routine, you notice the difference.
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That's a very long day. I suspect it's a matter of trains. Or he's Reginald Perrin.
I can only speculate: I'm aware of his presence as a neighbour, and very little more.
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