[God, what a prospect, she hasn't done that since she was a small child under her august mother's laundry-doing eye. Australia is easy to get along with- to a point- and she forgets his youth a bit.

She's also a bit of an unhappy passenger, readjusting herself, trying to get comfortable in an impossible position]

Tsk, you need not remind me! My neighbours leave something to be desired, indeed. [There's a pause, and then in response to his laughter, a much softer breath of amusement.] I do not think that is the problem.