Rude awakening

Bit of excitement at 2am - I woke up to shouting coming from next door, and then got an alert on my phone from the camera in the back garden.  Woke Tim up, checked my phone, and declared 'There's a man in our garden!'

Tim shone a torch out of our bedroom window, and could see him hiding behind our summer house.  He called the police - an officer arrived 25 minutes later, and none of us expected the man to actually still be there - but the next thing we knew, he was leading him up the steps and to his police car.

Long story short, it turns out the man lives nearby and had 'had a skinful' at the pub.  The police officer came back a while later and told us he'd taken him home and told him to sleep it off.  (My sister said this all sounds very West Country!)  Chatting to Lee from next door today, it sounds as though he possibly thought Lee's house was his - as he'd let himself in the gate and started trying to get in round the back, making a lot of noise about it.  Lee had shouted and scared him off, and he'd leapt over the fence into our garden.  He's lucky Lee (ex-squaddy) didn't catch him.... 

We were wired after all this, and didn't get to sleep until gone 4am.  This led to a very knackered Sunday - and really didn't help our Covid recovery.  Thanks, drunk man.