The travelling days…
Neville: Ah, Nancy, remember those days when we lived from place to place in the gypsy caravan of ours? Those were the times.
Nancy: And stopping at our friends' places for bathroom facilities – that's something I'll never forget.
Neville: Quite the visits, weren't they? Remember how our friends reacted when we pulled up in our caravan?
Nancy: Oh, how could I forget! It varied from house to house, didn't it?
Neville: There was old Bill and Sarah. They always grinned when they saw us pull up outside. Bill would say, "Here comes trouble! Towing a poor gypsy caravan behind a luxury car," and Sarah would shake her head, but she'd invite us in for tea anyway.
Nancy: Real troopers, those two, always so welcoming. Then there was Sally and Michael. I remember how Sally would tease us, "Back again, you wanderers?" But they'd set up the spare bedroom for us with fresh towels.
Neville: Ah, and the Woodwards, they were a hoot. George would come out with a beer for me and say, "Neville, you're still towing that thing around, eh? You could have bought a mansion with what you spent maintaining that Jaguar!" But he'd spend hours chatting about cars and life.
Nancy: Not everyone was thrilled to see us, though. Remember Roger and Emily?
Neville: Oh, yes, I do. Emily was a bit less than welcoming, and I think it had to do with Roger not having a job at the time. They were struggling with house payments and had a new baby to take care of.
Nancy: Emily had that tired look in her eyes, and I could sense their financial strain. Roger seemed embarrassed about their situation.
Neville: It was a tough time for them, and I understand why they weren't as hospitable. We tried to be considerate, playing the guitar at nights, but we could see they had enough on their plate.
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Voice-over
Guests can outlive their welcome but as hosts, an effort has to be made for the treasured guests.
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