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Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Heads or Tails Tuesday - Royal

It's been a few weeks since I participated in Heads or Tails, hosted by Barb. For some reason, I often don't turn the PC on until quite late on a Tuesday - so I end up not taking part in Heads or Tails. But this week, I'm determined to join in. If you want to give it a go, too - click the logo above.

Today's Heads or Tails theme is Royal. I will NOT be writing about the British Royal family - I'm not a royalist, and think all that silliness is outmoded. So what am I going to write about? Well, let me tell you about some of my neighbours. They're not royalty, but they're what we Brits would term a right royal pain in the @rse.

I live in a terraced house - which means I have houses directly attached to mine, on either side. The lady who lives downstairs from me is the ideal neighbour - quiet, but helpful in a crisis. The people who live next door on the down side are okay, too - a retired couple. But the neighbours who live next door on the up side of the street, are a right royal pain. The guy who owns the property, who, thankfully, is rarely there these days, has the most hideous laugh ever. He sounds like a deranged nanny-goat with severe hiccups. His many lovely habits include lighting stinky barbecues directly below my open windows, and letting his kids run riot around the place, cursing and swearing like no child should. His dear tenants think it's great fun to run up and down the stairs, in what sound suspiciously like hob-nail boots, at 4 AM. Either that, or they're keeping ponies in the house.

But the biggest royal pain in the you-know-what, are the students directly across the road from me. They hold frequent noisy parties - in their front garden. These parties often continue all night until first light. They have their hi-fi speakers rigged up outside, with about 30-40 people in their garden, many playing musical instruments, such as guitars, didgeridoos and bongo drums. The last party they had was about a week ago. The right royal pains in the butt woke me up, them and around 40 of their friends, singing such intellectually stimulating lyrics as, 'hi ho silver lining' at around 03.30. That was just before they set their fireworks off. Sadly, they didn't hear me singing along - except my lyrics were more like 'eff off silly b@5t@rd5'. Grr!

Unfortunately, you can't call the cops for noise nuisance in the UK. But the last time those twerps across the street had a party - I could smell hash. So the right royal pains in the butt will be having a visit from some of Her Majesty's police officers, if they annoy me in future and I smell anything iffy wafting over from their place. Oh - and I'll be calling the local council, who deal with noise issues. They're messing with the wrong lady - I can be a right royal cow when someone crosses me!

Anyway, that's my rather lame submission for Heads or Tails this week. I hope I didn't make a right royal cock-up of it. Happy Tuesday!


Sandy M said...

I've had neighbors like that before. Great post! Happy HOT day!

Hootin' Anni said...

I love the "right royal cow" if someone crosses you! I can empathize with this statement indeed.

Great HoT

Skittles said...

I don't think this was a lame post at all! I encourage thinking done outside the box!

It's sad how a few people can ruin things where you live. I've lived in a couple places where things like this have happened.

Whatever happened to manners and common decency?

It's still out there, but sometimes it's hard to hear over the noisy neighbors.

Aileni said...

I once said I would live in a shed in a wood to get away from it all. It has got worse, hasn't it.

maggies mind said...

Bad neighbors are the worst. When people act up in public you can get away, but when you are confronted with it when you are at home, it gets old really, really fast. Oh, and "right royal cock-up" is my new favorite phrase. :)

Linda - Nickers and Ink said...

I think I would have a right royal cow too. ;-)


ROYALTY – SPOILTY, at The Mane Point

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FRIGGA said...

For some reason your post reminded me of when I had moved in with my Grandma, and how she warned me about "Those boys, those boys are nothing but trouble" from the house across the street. They too threw lots of parties. But that's just how that area of town is, all parties all the time. (Not that I completely agree with you, but I also don't have to listen to the noise...)

Happy HoT! :)