I have been at home for the last few days with a really nasty virus. It's so bad that I have actually taken to my bed (most unlike me). My twat of a neighbour is in his 50's, newly divorced and desperately making up for lost time. He doesn't work and is on invalidity benefit for a bad back (doesn't stop him driving to the pub or sitting on a hard plastic garden share for 7 hours at a time though!)
Anyway he has lots of drunken friends who he invites round very often. I have lost count of the nights he has kept me awake till 3am, drunk in the garden, but I now dread the sunny days too as I know he will be outside with the sodding bbq and the mates swigging back lager for up to 10hrs.
I have no problem with noise usually, kids playing in the garden, lawn mowers, etc, but this is so irritating that I am considering returning to work before I am really well enough, just to get away from it.
I am being an unreasonable, virus ridden old hag aren't I ?