NC'd as this is so weird it must be massively outing.
DS has been ill for the last week, has nasty cough and keeps waking himself up. Have been ill myself and desperate for him to stay settled so I can eat supper.
Sometimes cars stop outside with windows open and music blaring. So when I heard drumming (boom-tish-tish, bom-tish-tish), I thought it must be some inconsiderate driver and gave the evil eye to a couple of them.
Then I thought maybe it was a neighbour - but they have a baby, why would they be playing music at nearly eleven?
I peered out of the window, and just beyond the nearest railway bridge I caught a glint of something. Yes, it was a guy sitting behind a full drumset, set up on the pavement drumming away to his heart's content.
I stormed down the road in pyjamas and coat and am afraid I was a bit rude possibly a bit sweary to him when I pointed out it was ten to eleven at night and asked what he was doing.
To his credit he apologised for waking me up and said he would stop. I said thank you and came back home.
I realise this sounds terribly trollish (under a bridge and everything) but there really truly was a guy under the bridge with a full drumkit. I guess he maybe thought it would be a good place to practice, not realising how the sound would carry?