We live in a row of terraced houses. It looks like our neighbours chose an 8.30am slot this morning to have their gutters/roof/patios simultaneously jetwashed, powered by the world's noisiest generator (right outside the window) and operated by three men who've sustained a shouting argument with each other for two hours and counting. AIBU to feel the absolute rage? May be clouded by a migraine and a week of particularly broken sleep with a baby. She finally settled at about half six.