What a busy start to the month this has been, which will no doubt make up for the vast desert expanse of the remainder of the month – unless something else slimes onto the moan-o-meter.
I would have loved to have a gushing report about how, on the last night of merry-making there was no reasonableness and they played louder than ever.
Actually, for a brief smidgeon of time, it appeared as though they were going to show a semblance and nod to the fact that residents exist. And until 00:34hrs it seemed to be the case.
Then it hit 00:35hrs and up the levels went.
So I will stick withy my nothing, nada, nought, zilch consideration shown towards resident, shall though call the council but won’t bother asking for anyone to turn up, because by time they do, the volume will be back down again.
Now, where’s my little wheel…