I dropped in at a mate's place one Saturday afternoon in Freemantle, a couple of years back. "Are you going to stay for the show later" they both said excitedly to me.
Not knowing what that was, I agreed, and soon three chairs were placed outside on their verandah. The view wasn't the best as their old convict-built home, stared straight into the Neighbour's window across the street.
"Oh it's about to start, get ready" said jenny a mate's wife on entering the room, she said, "this is yours" and handed me a crayon and a solid block of 400 ml square solid white card.
It was curious I must admit, sitting there on that verandah talking quietly and drinking, looking over the nearby rooftop across the very narrow street.
Until the Neighbour across the road, who was obviously very excited groaned loudly as obviously her lover had arrived, to meet her. She started crooning and then moaning and then screaming...It went on for a quite a while, then, it was silent.
Bob and Jenny immediately responded with hoots and hollers of wild applause, both stomping their feet on their wooden verandah loudly, and whistling. They indicated towards me, so I likewise enthusiastically joined in, as well.
Suddenly, two faces appeared through the curtain in the Neighbours wide open window and stared directly at us.
As organized earlier, we then all sat down and revealed our scores, by flipping them over in a one two three reveal.
I gave a score of 6 because he really did put in a huge effort.
Both bob and Jenny both held up a harsh critique, as each held up only a one. The Neighbours window slammed shut."
Yaaaay," said Jenny loudly, " for "6 months I have been respectfully asking her to do that".