- One neighbours little girls are outside playing - which is really lovely, except they both squeal like only little girls can squeal (which is what set my dog off to start with). It's ear piercing and extremely annoying and been going on for an hour now.
- Three other dogs in the cul-de-sac are also having their afternoon bark-fest.
- Another neighbour is still 'working' in his I-don't-think-its-legal welding and blacksmith workshop. He is an artist in metal, and he gets the call to create at all hours of the day and sometimes night. He welds and grinds and bangs most of the day. I actually don't know how he gets away with it as his place is also a B&B.
- Yet another neighbour is having Friday night drinks - its not too noisy yet, but its only early. I can hear every single personal conversation and am quite tempted to pop over and enjoy the gossip.
- Thank goodness they have stopped whipper snippering on the railway line for the day. There are about 5 whipper snippers going full bore, the train comes along and sounds its horn, then a air blast from the works supervisor warns them again. The whipper snippers cut to idle while the train goes past, and then they all start up again.
- The border collie thinks the train line workers are there for his sole amusement and barks at them most of the day. Its pointless trying to stop him (I even took him for a extra long run to wear him out, but this too failed)
- The boy at the front of our house is playing basketball ... bounce, bounce, thwat, bounce, bounce, thwat ...
- The sound of peak hour traffic on the main road is broken every now and again by a siren. Which is then broken by a express train hurtling by.
- The father of the little girls has got his blowervac out. Again. He does this at least 2 times a week - has the man never heard of a damn broom? He has already cut down all the trees in his yard, my neighbours yard and 'trimmed' the ones in my driveway. What the hell has he got to clean up??
- My mother-in-law has stepped outside for a smoke and is coughing up a lung (yes, she lives in a granny flat attached to our house)
Ahhhh. Hows the bloody serenity?
PS: In case you missed it, I am NOT happy about being in suburbia right this moment.
Glad I am in my pocket of the world at present. I find the noise in the big smoke a bit deafening at times.
ReplyDeleteThe only noise I don't mind at all, is one of the neighbours crowing rooster - the only illegal noise!!
DeleteSounds like a few good cases of justifiable homicide there!
ReplyDeleteYou will testify in a court of law for me on that?
DeleteOh dear :( I hate those sorts of days. We are lucky enough to be in a fairly quiet area of suburbia. Lots of our country family and friends comment on it when they visit. Sometimes however, the yappy dog across the road just does not shut up. Yappy dogs do my head in!! I hope your Saturday has been passing much more quietly :)
ReplyDeleteSaturday was no better. Lawn mowers, whipper snippers, blower vacs. No yappy dogs ... that I could hear anyway!
DeleteHaha, I can totally relate, for example one neighbour has the big trampoline thing and the kids go on it and jump around setting off our dogs while trying to talk to us until mum comes out yelling at them to get inside and still yelling at them when they are inside, then on Sunday morning when mum is at work, Dad decides it is the ideal time to start playing music at 8am in the morning, and it is bad music, the man has no taste whatsoever, and this is just one neighbour. I wish I could just close my eyes and hear nothing except maybe a little breeze running over a very large paddock of grass.
ReplyDeletehaha. Yes, I hear you (over the din!) We have one neighbour who every Saturday morning plays THE SAME KISS album. LOUD. KISS only made 30 or 40 albums, so why play the same one?
DeleteBring on the rural dream huh? xx