Thursday, September 02, 2004
Boyz from the Hood!
My road when I moved here about 23 years ago, was a quiet suburb. The neighbours were't great, in taht they weren't overly friendly, but everyone kept themselves pretty much to themselves, and no one caused anyone else any bother.On the one side of my house, I have a driveway, where the cars have access to garages. Its short in length, but runs the length fo the back gardens. About 30 yards.
The old couple next door, (theother side of the drive) recnetly moved to Wales and sold their home to their youngest son, who is a divorced father of two teenish boys. The boys roar up and down this driveway practiclaly all day long sometimes on motorcycles. REvving engins and its noisy and just under and away from my bedroom window. The Father is a hard case. And every word that utters from his mouth will often begin with F and his boys follow suit. Today, I was laid on my bed reading Scripture, with my bedroom window open, and the three of them, (dad and boys) were in the drive way, and as I read I was interrupted by a mouthful of obscenities coming loudly through as they talked amongst themselves. I dont mind noise to a reasonable degree, but in the three months since the old couple moved out and their son in, its become almost intolerable at times.
Four doors down there is a "psychotic" homosexual. i say he's psychotic as his behaviour suggests so. And rather than having glass in his front downstairs window, for 18 months now its been boarded up with wood, which may not seem like a big deal, but it all helps to drag the area down. And there are various other neighbourhood annoyances, which wasn't here twenty three years ago. I am not a snob, but do value both my privacy and to some degree quietness. Perhaps more especially since being ill, the quietness seems more important. Noise in excess is not something I take to easily. A few weeks ago one Saturday nite, a few doors down, and still not far from mybedroom window, other neighbours had a garden party that was still going strong at five am. Which given the next day was the LD and worship, it was grr making to say the least. It was like lying in the middle of wembly stadium for the noise factor while a football match was taking place!
if this makes me a grouch, then it does. But, I dislike change to varying degrees full stop. i dislike noise. And I dislike hearing all day long obscenities being bandied about. Especially comeing from twelve year olds. |
When people say "Oh you just want to have your cake and eat it too". Blooming Heck!! !f. What good is a flipping cake if you can't eat it? What, should I eat someone else's cake instead?
return the favor! It's one single piece of paper!
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