Retro_Bastard-
I'm sure I've told the story on here previously, at least once if not more times.
When I was a teenager, Cheggers (and Maggie Philbin) moved into the village next to ours (about a mile away, if that). Shortly after they moved in, one of their cats went missing. One day on my way home from college, I was met by one of our neighbours who was quite distressed because she'd told that fella off the telly that she'd seen a cat that matched the description he'd given of his cat, only to realise it was our cat.
His car was parked outside our house, and I found him down the garden trying to catch our cat, who thought this was a great game and was doing his best not to get caught. I asked Cheggers what he was up to, caught the cat, who'd tired of the game now he'd realised he was about to get fed, and we established that it wasn't his cat but our cat. I promised to keep an eye out for his cat, and Cheggers left, to continue his search.
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andyp
lol
Probably too friendly once he'd had a few drinks in him. And he tried to steal my cat once.