Upsetting a neighbour
I had hand washed a couple of jumpers that I hadn't dared put through the washing machine just in case they shrank in size. As it was a lovely day, I hung them outside where they were sure to dry in no time. I came back inside and was busy doing a few other bits and pieces, having a relaxing time of it when all of a sudden the buzzer on the door went. Who on earth could that be, I thought? Feeling slightly worried as I was probably going to be faced with someone muttering away in Italian leaving me looking at them in a confused manner. Naturally that was exactly what happened when I opened the door. Why had Felice chosen that moment to nip to the supermarket!? I opened the door to the lady from the apartment below who has very big hair and a nice face. She broke out into some kind of dialogue which I surprised myself by catching the gist of. She was referring to my washing that was drying outside and as it turned out, was also dripping onto her balcony below leaving a puddle! I apologised profusely in the best Italian that I could come up with at the time, which turned out to be Scusa and hurriedly put a bucket underneath the offending items of clothing and swept away the remainder of the water! I'm just grateful the neighbour was nice about it. Since then I have made sure I'm extra careful when hanging out clothes that have been hand washed!