Yesterday, on the way back home from the forest we met a husband of our superintendant. He has appeared behind our backs, "So, you've come back." - a question-statement. Baobeir nods astonished. "You've come in the morning?" That was not as impressive as could be: I'd expected him to tell the precise time of Baobeir's arrival, to say, 8:17 a.m.. Baobeir nods.

- Where have you been to?

- Vancouver.

- A lot of fun...

- A lot of work!

After one more minute of a small talk he hurries up and leaves us behind. Baobeir is rolling his eyes,

- So, they are watching us?!

- How do you think? ;) Next time you should tell him that you are back from a shelter for abused :nunu: husbands.