I live in a quiet country village.
Yesterday evening around 6pm I heard crackling and suddenly found myself in a shower of ash as I sat in the garden enjoying the cooler evening air. A neighbour out back had started a bonfire. I rushed to get my washing off the line, went upstairs to find the bedrooms filled with smoke. Shut the windows of the back rooms and came back out to speak to next door neighbours. Soon after we started hearing a pounding beat.
The people in the big house across the road are having a massive party. DH shut the windows and turned the fan on full blast to make up for the lack of ventilation. I said I couldn't sleep in a gale. He stomped off to DD's room (vacant as she doesn't live at home now) and set up the fan there, in between moaning that it's still smoky.
I am still listening to pounding noise at gone 3am. I've had the window open - very loud, shut - loud. Tried some ear plugs I found. Been down and made hot chocolate and eaten two digestive biscuits.
Wide awake and the party is still rocking!
I'm not a party pooper, it's not as if it happens every week but 3am??!
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