Moving to a retirement village and finding your next door neighbour is a 94 year old, sword stick wielding nymphomaniac might unsettle some people. Not Derek.
The last thing he wanted was a quiet life. Upsetting the world order was much more his style, so he was soon embarking on a series of exploits not usually listed in the '101 Ways to Wile Away your Sunset Years' guides. He hoped they might make his obituary interesting reading, certainly compared to his generation and a half as an accountant.
Continual confrontations with the dictatorial manageress of the complex provided further distractions, and became a continuing source of pleasure for him, if not so much for Mrs Catchpole, who rued the day he moved in. As did the Rice Krispie Bunch, an obnoxious group of residents, who found their tyrannical reign curtailed by the newcomer.
And then there were the local yobs. A group of hooligans who loved nothing more than harassing residents walking in the park. The police seemed powerless to stop them.
