Neighborly life

I perceived that I was hungry,
prepared to clamber out of the hammock
which, very politely anticipating my intention,
twisted round and deposited me upon the floor

H. G. Wells – english writer
(when see the neighbor’s hammock always reminds about this HGW description)

The neighbor actually doesn’t enjoy it as much as he would like
his wife is afraid that he will get bedsores from overuse.