Ok - back history, we moved in about a year ago. They moved in 3 weeks later.
Since then the have constructed and de-constructed their shed approx 20 million times. The garden is a shit tip. Just needs a rusty ford capri to really complement the b and q stock pile, broken toys (a mystery as they have no dcs and I've never seen a child there) random bike with no wheels and broken double glazed window.
All week (am on mat leave so in most of the time with 2.5 mo ds) he's got his circular saw going on the patio until 7 at night sometimes. We look forward to spending the weekend in the garden without it sounding like we live in a lumber mechant's.
It's the nicest day of a rather crappy year so
far and 2 hours ago he said he'd be sawing
for 10 minutes. 2 hours later he's still going.
I hate him!!!! He's a huge arse!!!
Am aware this is a Putney crisis but am hugely pissed off!