We didn't have any neighbors here, but the guy next door sold his fishing camp to someone that moved in, I told my wife, just watch, I bet the first time I'm standing in the front yard in my underwear taking a piss, they'll be *****in about it, I just have a feeling.
There is something primal about going outside, I live in an upscale neighborhood, the front door is closest to where I sleep and the people across the street have cameras pointed straight at us. I put on 4-5 shows nightly.
Oh Yeah ... Speaking of Triumphs and I can change ... I was told today that our Triumph mechanic at our local dealer who we will call "Robert" is now known as "Roberta".