Them upstairs

They were evil. It started at just after four and went on periodically until after twenty to ten. The worst time was between ten to eight and half past nine, when it was relentless. Mum was setting the kids a fine example with her screaming and shrieking. I'm not a misanthrope. I like the sound of people enjoying themselves, but not every night and not that loudly. I try to console myself with the fact that it won't be for ever.