My first Saturday off in months did not go to plan, courtesy of my downstairs DJ neighbours. Woken up by their party at 4am, their music didn’t switch off until 8am despite two police visits.
At the third visit, they’d just left the flat and a very lovely policewoman took my details for future reference.
Still, not a great start to a relaxing Saturday.
On the bright side, I’m now recovering with a cup of tea under a pile of blankets in the living room. My flatmate just woke up too so we’re having fun watching Sex and the City (Season 4) and catching up after a busy week.
I won’t let you ruin my weekend, you cretinous layabouts with awful music taste!