Taken Hostage by the Neighbours

I’ve snapped this shot covertly. It shows the neighbours at the end of our close. They are guarding what they think is the only way for me to get out of here.

See how they pretend to chat comfortably? Notice how they are apparently just standing around, taking the air?

No. They are holding me hostage for their own nefarious purposes. They know how shy I am. They are fully aware of how reticent I am to engage in conversation. And yet they stand there – thinking that they are blocking my only means of escape.
Well, more fool them! All I have to do is slip into the back garden, scale the 6ft tall fence, break my way through the trees and undergrowth, dodge the cars whizzing down the highway and I am free! Free!