Breakfast at O'Connor

A cliché of 1960s Hollywood comedies is an exotic neighbour climbing through the the window of your apartment (Barefoot in the Park, 1967). Ideally you are a struggling writer (Breakfast at Tiffany's, 1961). I thought this fanciful, until it happened this morning.

Interrupted while making some changes to my latest book, I opened the door of my Smart Apartment to an Amazon. This was a neighbour dressed their Australian Defence Force issue combat boots and camouflage uniform. Back from a run and forgetting her key, she swung out my window and disappeared from view. I assume she arrived safely, as I did not hear a thud.

This makes me think:

1. Those sitcoms are not so fanciful afterall,
2. With resourceful personnel like this, Australia's enemies need beware.