Don't start banging on about how short the summer is, I'm saying this because....
Someone has lit yet another poxy bonfire and as a result the house STINKS of not only gloss now but smoke as well. It was supposed to have rained all day. Not a single drop has fallen. My clean washing that was sat on my bed waiting to be sorted reeks and needs washing again, my bedroom is no longer a relaxing place to be and I can smell it in every single room.
It's thick, white smoke that's coming from a few doors away. It's that thick you can not see the field at the end of my garden. My neighbour is usually the main neighbourhood culprit but they've gone away. I thought we'd have a break from it. Nope. Arseholes.
I'm not kidding, every single week at least twice a week, when we've had dry weather some git decides to light up. Not being able to enjoy my garden is one thing, but not being able to enjoy the inside of my home because of this takes the piss.