I was just thinking to myself that generally so far this summer I haven't been bothered by neighbo(u)r noise as much as I have in previous years. Certainly compared to last year - fortunately the Spanish-speaking family living across the road at the bottom of my driveway don't appear to have the really loud dune buggy that they had last year. Thank god. Of course, I'm never going to get the peace and solitude I really want - I can't afford to live in the kind of house where you get that. This summer, it's mostly been construction noise from a house down the road (that they seems to have been working on for several years now, surely it must be done soon!). But just this week - and particularly today - my neighbo(u)r across the gully has been out doing god knows what with his stupid backhoe (JCB). I have absolutely no clue what he is doing, and why he is doing it, but it is bloody loud and bloody annoying. If this keeps up through the weekend and into next week, I'm going to have to say something. I feel like I might be the Karen in this situation. That doesn't make me feel good.
