You may find this thread very odd at first. In fact you may not quite get it at all.
First to quote the original thread from 2007/8 and explain the story of the street
"....its a row of Victorian terraces. Well, in the first house lives this really grumpy Jock. He’s been there about 20 years and made a lovely job of doing it up, despite it looking like a real dump for the first few years. Next door to him there used to be a really gobby Portuguese tenant. Fortunately the Russian landlord threw the gobby git out for whingeing about the standard of decoration expected. Apparently, it wasn’t flamboyant enough for the Russian’s tastes. The Jewish guy who has moved in seems like a decent bloke, it’s just the false ‘Jack and Vera’ style cladding I can’t stand. At number 3 is a quiet French bloke. He looks a bit freaky and spends a lot of time with the immigrant kids. At number four is a Spanish waiter, who’s been there a few years. " see Janno's post below for a bit more.
****** My Suggestion would be that you go to the last few posts in the thread and this fictional work will make more sense **************
So strange days . Just as the holidays finished there has been much activity on the street since May when many of the residents left for summer camp in Austria & Switzerland. Biggest stories of the day are that a new Arabian landlord has bought number 9 and has aspirations of moving to the top of the street. So much so that he has mistakenly ordered 32 million litres of Spanish Ribena ready for a celebration(being a muslim alcohol is off limits) or "Ribinhio" from Madrid.
The sour Scotsman at No.1 recently let the other sour bitter Scot at No.5 adopt one of his crippled kids Louis whilst enticing the Bulgarian orphan of the Jewish family at No. 11 to move into his old toilet. Eventually the adoption was completed but not without a mix up involving a former lodger of the Jock. "Yosser" Hughes lodged with the Jock during his days near the bottom of the street and even remembers not owning a cup for 6 years. However he failed to kidnap the Bulgarian orphan and was left sipping Ribena.
Elsewhere the Magpie at 12 appears to have left the nest. A few families have moved in from the 'Championship Estate' a couple of miles away and caused a few upsets in August. Even the bitter Jock at No.5 is stalling on taking a job at Tesco's as he's not been able to get the right quality staff. As to our beloved Spanish waiter at No.4 . Well he has been having trouble getting his kids to play out together. Even the new Irish lad he adopted and had great hopes for appears to have lost his toy gun and won't shoot. Despite all that he is currently looking after No.2 in the street and also looking forward to a few trips to Spain, France and Holland for a midweek break. The likeable Spaniard almost lost his passport in Belgium but then one of his Dutch kids dug him out of hole last week by picking it up at the last minute. In his spare time he has also been on local radio discussing 'butties' ..............But there is always the looming problem of the American landlords ..