Compared to me, who every few months has to to beg for help, they're rich.
Given that they can go on hols several times a year, they're rich.
I've been inside their house, and they have a kitchen I can only swoon over. They're rich.
I wanna be clear at this point - they're lovely people. I really mean this. I couldn't ask for nicer neighbours.
One of my trees blew onto their fence a week or so back, and their response was largely "Well, that's not like it's your fault!!! We'll deal with it together!"
They give me a bottle of wine every Christmas, I give them any spare harbs and chutneys I have. They are *genuinely* absolutely lovely.