I woke up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night and looking out of the window I noticed a bloke who lived further down the road sneaking into my next door neighbour's garden. Suddenly my neighbour came from nowhere and smacked him over the head with a shovel, killing him instantly. He then began to dig a grave and I watched, horrified, as he buried him and shovelled the earth over him. Still in shock I got back into bed. My wife said, "You're shaking dear, what's up?" "You'll never believe what I've just seen," I said, "That bastard next door still has my shovel."