Mr. Dobson, The Grumpy Old Grouch
When it comes to neighbours my family is always very unlucky. However, this year our neighbour is Anthony Dobson. His face is as round as a football with small piggy eyes. His nose seems to be pushed in to his face while his thinning light brown hair fall down to his forehead. Whenever I go near him I always the same reply. 'Get out of my sight you troubling creature!' Today I was sauntering home very happily until I caught sight of Mr. Dobson. Instantly my heart sinked. 'What are you doing here?' he grunted insolently. I loathe neighbours.
When it comes to neighbours my family is always very unlucky. However, this year our neighbour is Anthony Dobson. His face is as round as a football with small piggy eyes. His nose seems to be pushed in to his face while his thinning light brown hair fall down to his forehead. Whenever I go near him I always the same reply. 'Get out of my sight you troubling creature!' Today I was sauntering home very happily until I caught sight of Mr. Dobson. Instantly my heart sinked. 'What are you doing here?' he grunted insolently. I loathe neighbours.