The landlord giveth, and the landlord taketh away (in reverse).
Actually it was his son who wandered off with the wall but last night two rubbish bins appeared in our front yard. As no one else on the street has received any I'm thinking it was the landlord and consequently have painted our house number on them both (I've also painted our downstair neighbour's number on as they have the same landlord as us) before someone takes a liking to them.
Foolish me. Remind me in future not to boast about how much less painful this pregnancy is compared to carrying the FB. The wonderous hormone relaxin has kicked in making me feel like a hippo on top of a particularly wobbly pair of stilts. I'm also thinking of begging Wandsworth Council to install either a ski lift or a Stena stair lift up the hill to the FB's nursery.