Them upstairs

They were horrible yesterday. The kid was running around screaming and shouting all morning, and it sounded like she was wearing safety boots. When I got back from the historic building it continued just the same. I had it while I was eating my dinner.
When I got home from the pub I had some cold leftovers. Meanwhile madam was having a major workout in her living-room. She can't even do that quietly. I wondered if she was counting the starts, or if she was imitating an armadillo. When I went to bed I could still hear the stupid mare howling and groaning. I can't even see the funny side of it. The woman is just totally annoying, and very distracting.