Today I awoke with a text, a text from my dad telling my to clear out all the weeds on the front,
2 hours later I was ready to go out to the local shop to get some breakfast before I started clearing up the front. Just before I pulled out onto the road I noticed a yellow truck slowing down just outside my house. I waited for it to go past but it stopped right outside the driveway so I had to ride my bike on the path for a bit instead. From what I could see at this point was a man in the yellow truck looking into the window of a white van carrying scrap metal that was also parked oust outside my driveway. I didn't think much of it at this time as I was more interested in getting something to eat. A few minutes later I was on my way back when it all started.
I noticed someone walking backwards with their hands in the air up the road and thought (This ain't right). I was right to think this as just then a man (The same man in the yellow truck) came into view wielding a hammer and shouting at this other man (The one who was walking backwards with his hands so rightfully in the air. When I finally got home after having to slow down for all the broken glass over the road and path I found out that there was actually 2 people in the white van collecting (stealing) scrap metal and they had just stolen from the wrong guy, (the guy in the yellow truck). Things obviously looked like they were going to get worse and after about 10 tense minutes of arguing the police finally arrived and sorted it all out (and for some reason didn't arrest anyone?)
And I never cleared out those weeds!
So there you have it, something not so boring happening in my tiny village.
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