Singing Man (walking along the road): LALALALALALALALALALALALAAAAAAA
Me (coming out of house): Oh God, he's a bit scary, better get into the car fast (scrabbles with keys, dives in). Maybe he's drunk. Or a bit crazy. OhGodOhGod. Don't come near me...please...
Singing Man stops behind car.
Me (heart hammering, thinks): Oh God, what's he doing? What do I do? Beep the horn for help? OhGodOhGod..
Singing Man (appears in car rear window, waves cheerily): I've just moved your bin for you, pet. You would have caught your wing mirror when you reversed out. Cheerio!
