Nice neighbours

As I was trying to wake Jan this morning, around 9.00 am, there was a knock on the door.
It was our next door neighbour and she had something for us. Her husband had obviously spent a huge amount of time putting together a two page spread sheet schedule of all the christmas activity around here. Wasn't that kind. What nice neighbours.
Anyway, Jan was looking down the list and mentioned that we should go to the Dickensian Christmas Fayre in Grassington tomorrow.
I happened to mention that as she hadn't bought any new clothes for a long time, she wouldn't need to dress up.
I expect she'll start talking to me again soon.