Meanderings of a Monkey Juggler

Sometimes.

It's Sunday morning and 2 young scamps have just knocked on my door very loudly (hopefully not waking K who's just back from working overnight [edit - oh they have]).  This happens a lot round here and I usually ignore such events.  However they knocked again leading me to think that they'd lost a ball over my wall or some such.  I answer the door to these 2 young'uns and they blurt out "Do you know anyone who wants their car washing?"  This is unusual.  Firstly as I don't have a car at present and second for the act of kindness these children wish to impart.  It's also odd because there is a professional car cleaning outfit about 10m away from my house.  But these kids then don't want to believe that the car parked outside my house is not mine (it really isn't) and threatened me with giving the car a good kicking.  Oh they've gone and spoiled the image.  Still, no skin off my nose if they damage the car.  I think my stating "Go on then, it doesn't bother me, it's not mine, I've already told you" sort of called their bluff.  [edit - the car remains undamaged as far as I can see - false bravado in chav children?  Who would of thought it?]

I've also been struggling with my neighbour's kids.  They've recently taken to clambering onto my bin to get on the roof have my outhouse.  I'm not very fussed about this as they're not likely to cause any damage but it's really not a safe place to be; or more precisely it's not a safe way to get there.  I've told them not to a couple of times but I might even have to tell their mum if I catch them again.  How old do I sound?

Have fun.