Finally spoke to the next-door-neighbour whose music is loud enough that the high notes hurt my ears through the wall - and loud enough that although he plays it upstairs at the front of the house, I can hear it downstairs at the back of the house.
He's not happy; everywhere he lives people complain about his music and he's tired of it. He pays high rent and wants to play his music. It's his passion. He's a DJ.
Also, I suspect, unable to hear some of the frequencies he's blasting out. Ho hum.
Other than that, Astrid was ONE YEAR OLD. And took TWO STEPS unsupported. And had a PARTY. With PRESENTS and CAKE and a BIG CANDLE. Her big sisters feel she was properly fêted. Rob and I found it unusually low stress, as birthday parties go, and will build an extension to house her haul shortly.
Today we have finished setting up the sandpit, almost; Rob is hoping to beat Argos' closing time for the rest of the sand. And we found a Swedish-English bakery, selling cinnamon buns and lardie cake, in the Broad St Mall - on the outside bit, near Headmasters hairdressers.
My joints are all swoll up and I don't like it.
Rob is going away tomorrow overnight, back late on Tuesday. I've been painting like mad and loving it. Can't wait to get paid for enough painting that I can afford to buy lots of big canvases.
He's not happy; everywhere he lives people complain about his music and he's tired of it. He pays high rent and wants to play his music. It's his passion. He's a DJ.
Also, I suspect, unable to hear some of the frequencies he's blasting out. Ho hum.
Other than that, Astrid was ONE YEAR OLD. And took TWO STEPS unsupported. And had a PARTY. With PRESENTS and CAKE and a BIG CANDLE. Her big sisters feel she was properly fêted. Rob and I found it unusually low stress, as birthday parties go, and will build an extension to house her haul shortly.
Today we have finished setting up the sandpit, almost; Rob is hoping to beat Argos' closing time for the rest of the sand. And we found a Swedish-English bakery, selling cinnamon buns and lardie cake, in the Broad St Mall - on the outside bit, near Headmasters hairdressers.
My joints are all swoll up and I don't like it.
Rob is going away tomorrow overnight, back late on Tuesday. I've been painting like mad and loving it. Can't wait to get paid for enough painting that I can afford to buy lots of big canvases.
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Date: 2011-07-24 07:39 pm (UTC)This was my thought also.
U suspect the answer is "because he's a selfish git."
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Date: 2011-07-24 07:42 pm (UTC)(What age were her sisters when they took their first steps???)
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