Everybody needs good neighbours...

            Haters be hating' and London living comes with a few other added pains in the ass, cramped into small spaces means effectively hearing a lot of other peoples lives, for example an Indian couple that lived below me used to have blazing rows in the small hours, Once I heard the guy involved in the rows say (in thick Indian accent) "I will send you to hell with my foot in your ass" which cracked me up. I learned not to get involved in the squalor of city nonsense, don't fuck with me and I won't fuck with you (unless your between 18-32, female and like'in some wolf) anyway I play electric guitar and I'd like to provide them with no opportunity to disturb my regular jamming. So imagine my annoyance at finally closing a sexy blonde student who'd flaked numerous times only to be interrupted by a loud banging on the ceiling...fI've nearly finished but I find myself pulling out and feeling a rise of fury at the cheeky cunts, but student calms me down and I forget about it ! next day I get this:

Had me in stitches, at first...

                        The lazy or inept are always nosey and judgemental so I find it funny as fuck, c'est la vie I think, its just more social proof to have a giggle with and DHV myself with, but then a month later, after only one more really crap lay I get this.. 

Right get a brew on, this means war...

The abrasiveness of these sub IQ trolls makes me lose it, an head downstairs with all the determination of Hulk Hogan heading to the ring to reclaim his title against the undertaker in 91'. I wrap on the suspected pricks culprets door, no answer so I knock again, this time harder and I hear whispering inside but still no answer, theres nothing for it..I open the letter box and shout through "come out an talk..you know, like adults do", more whispering ensues but still no response, again through the letter box I bellow  "put one more letter through my door and I'll put one more fist in your face!" which does get a response informing me that the police have been called and I'll be arrested imminently, my reply was "yeah course I will sweetheart!" and  return to my night and wait for the filth, who unsurprisingly never arrive.                It would be natural to think I'm preening here to prove how successful a gamer I am..yup! but its actually bullshit I haven't had nearly as much adventure as previous years (largely due to motivation) an my neighbours before have been nothing but welcoming to me. Conclusion:  This country needs to apply a basic spelling test to its visa requirements. I need soundproofing.