I know it's not late. But I was so sick of it. It's like mental tortue. The continous duff duff is the soundtrack to my life atm.
Her music isn't loud but it's the bloody base thumping through the walls.
It's a young girl (20ish). She plays it for hours on end, sometimes till 1am. Friday it was till 1am, Sunday it was till 1am. Today it came on mid day, I went out and came back twice and it was still on.
After sitting at the table listening to it throughout the dc dinnertime, I went and knocked to have (another) politE word. She didn't answer. So I dropped a note through. Which had no effect.
I've tried to catch her mother to speak to her but they come and go at weird hours and I never really know who is living there at any one point.
The duff duff duff's always seem louder when upstairs (she plays it in her bedroom) so I asked dd1 to bang on the wall with a book until the duff duff noise stopped. Which is did after about 5 mins of banging.
I feel guilty now. But I honestly couldn't face doing bath/bedtime listening to it upstairs and then having to try and sleep through it again if it's on till 1am.
WIBU?