I've just got back from a lovely relaxing weekend. I've had a fab, yet tiring day of rehearsals. I've just finished a well deserved beer and I'm just about to go to bed as a long day is ahead of me tomorrow, when...
LOUD THUMPING MUSIC has just started playing from the flat below. It's 11:34pm - that's got to be the most disrespectful thing. Honestly, do people only think of themselves these days or am I just getting old and boring, but -
IT'S SUNDAY NIGHT
I don't want to go and complain, because these days, it's not safe to really knock on and say TURN THAT SH**T OFF!
Now, where's my neighbourhood watch leaflet?