new neighbours

Ms Ginger Cake and her brood are moving into their new home at the bottom of our garden today. She hates it when I say that but their new house is at the bottom of our garden. I just want to be the first to welcome her to the neighbourhood. I've promised to make her dinner tonight. I suggested feeding the kids too, but she dismissed the idea with a wave of her hand, saying, "they can feed themselves." My only advice to her is be careful where you park your car.