Oh?

I’m pretty sure Mother and I just saw one of our neighbours naked.

Or, well, a person in a house across the road from us.  Naked.  We were both very sure it was female, and very sure she was topless.  We assumed bottomless ’cause we didn’t see any.

But enough on clothing, or lack thereof. That’s hardly why I’m writing, dear Internet, naked people are hardly thrilling or blogworthy (Contrary to what many entertainment bloggers seem to think.  Honestly.)

What does have us puzzled is the basic fact that the nude person isn’t someone we know to live there.  As in, it’s not the Crazy Lady, and it’s not her husband.  It was a young woman.  Their son moved out years ago and doesn’t visit.  Also, there’s new curtains up and they had lights on after dark.  The people we knew as present never did these things.

But we never saw evidence of moving, in or out, and have seen the husband within the past week.

Where did they go?  Who’s in there now?

And why were they prancing nude through the living room with the drapes half-open?