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22 September 2016

Noisy Neighbour

It's not ACDC – 
I like heavy metal.  
It's more the late-night yells. 

All alone, he keeps on
shouting: 'FUCK OFFEE!' (Says 
it's neurological.)


  1. You ALWAYS make me smile. :)

    I love you.

    1. Thank you! And I wish I knew who you are. :)

    2. Ha ha. The nameless one. :)


  2. Hmmm....not good! It wont go away so you will have to take measures.

    1. I do – I take out my hearing aids at bedtime! I think it's pretty clear he has Tourettes. As for the music, another neighbour complained about that and he now keeps it down to a muffled roar.