I want to whinge about it anyway.
My lovely neighbours moved out a few weeks ago and whoever has bought their flat has employed a very loud team of builders who have blocked half the parking in the street with their vans, have spent most of the day yelling at each other with all the doors and windows open so the noise is echoing up into my flat and obviously the noise of the actual work. They've got "site safety" signage blocking the landing and funnily enough there's no sign at all of the people who actually own the flat.
If it needs done, it needs done, I know but I'm mentally and physically knackered atm with work, and it looks like it'll be going on for a good while, just in time for my long-anticipated week of annual leave.
This always fucking happens - the last lot on the other side used to have bloody band practice twice a week - both fell on my days off.