LUDIC LOG

"Do you know I'm almost sorry to see them go."

"Are you?"

"Oh aye. As neighbours they weren't the worst."

"Nor were they far off."

"Come now. What about that disc jockey feller?"

"Ten thousand quid in e-lectronics and couldn't locate a pair of headphones. Can't much abide Uncle Kracker meself."

"And there was that young couple lived across the hall then."

"The drink was the ruin of that lad. Still it was nice to make the acquaintance of Constable Mueller."

"Not to mention them devilish furriners."

"Nothing wrong with bein exposed to the cultures of other lands."

"Maybe not at three in the morning, though."

"Perhaps not at three in the morning."

"We've had worse, is me point."

"They were always havin loud parties at all hours, and their guest would ring our bell."

"Kept us on our toes, didn't it?"

"They were Rangers."

"Everywan needs a nemesis."

"They were awfully fond of that wicked marijuana smoke."

"Made it easy for us to get when we had a taste."

"They kept that awful smellin divan on the back."

"The cats seemed fond of it."

"They made off with our mail, more than once."

"It's a rare day the postman brings anything I'm happy to see."

"You find the good points in any man, you do."

"It's a gift from God."

"I'd like to know this though."

"Ask me anything, dear me."

"Why are you helpin them move?"

"I'm hopin to break a lot of their valuables in the pro-cess."

"Is that right."

"Oh aye."

"It's a good plan."

"Oh aye."