to want to come here and use foul language because my neighbours are having a very loud party?

[EnglishMumInSouthOfFrance]

I know it's Saturday night, the weekend, the possibility of a lie in tomorrow for many etc etc, so AIBU in wanting to come on MN to say I think my neighbours are fucking cunting bastards, just because tomorrow my kids will be up at the crack of Dawn regardless of the fact that it's Sunday?
Bunch of twatting arse biscuits.

When I was about 5/6 I remember the neighbours in our block pulling an all nighter because one of the "boys" (a grown man, who I now know was going to be sentenced the following day for rape) was going "away". It finally stopped at 5.30am, I remember it so very well because I had been up all night. My darling dad (and he was a darling) put our stereo in his and mums bedroom at 6am, put all the speakers facing the wall turned the music on so it too was blaring, theirs had stopped by then, went out onto the balcony and stood hammering on their walls and door singing "Dayo Dayoooo daylight comes and" (getting all 5 of us dc to join in) "Its time to get up". Until one of them came out and said "We are trying to sleep" My dad didn't mince his words when he explained so had we been when they had carried on through the night.

Oddly enough it didn't happen again!

DH phoned the police again and we think they came out because everything suddenly stopped at midnight. DC both slept until 6:30 so I am reasonably functional this morning.
They are still a bunch of cunning twating fuckwitted arseholey barstards, as are all noisy neighbours.

I used to live next to students who did this regularly when Dd was a baby. It's horrid and they are true fucking selfish bloody cunts! I like to cheer myself up with the fact that those students are possibly parents themselves now.......

Maybe some students will tell them to fuck off at 3am like they did me when I asked them to be quiet.....ah, karma!

Ps where in south of France are you? I'm a bit of a Nice fan......

My parents have taken the DCs out for a walk, DH has gone to buy ingredients to make Sunday roast, and I have the house to myself. I am now lying in a bubble bath enjoying the peace and quiet. Suddenly everything is ok now, I don't even hate the neighbours any more (ok maybe just a little bit).
Pebbles I've PMed you my whereabouts.