It’s Friday, busy week. DH has taken DC put to do their hobby and I’m contemplating a glass of red and lighting the fire.
New to the area (ish) so don’t really know the lay of the land but 3 primary school age boys playing out on their scooters, not a problem, lovely to hear kids playing and still weather/ligjt to do so however they are coming flying down the road (cup-de-sac with us the bottom house) down our drive and hitting the garage door,
AIBU to tell them to stop shattering my peach and go and scoot down their own driveway or am I being a miserable arse and should just suck it up for the sake of an hour light/playing time.