I really really need to sleep tonight
I have to be up at the arse crack of dawn like a couple of thousand other people in this lovely town to catch coaches to London to see Kirkham and Wesham FC play in the biggest match of their lives.
I know that you know this match is going ahead for you live in this town and you can’t miss the posters and displays.
I know that you know this because I know that you are going too.
So why the unholy hell are you playing rubbish beep beep dance shite at a volume usually reserved for, well, Wembley?
I’ll tell you what? You turn your music down, or put something decent on and I won’t burn your house down.
I can legally kill you because I got my period today. (Woohoo!)
Do not make me put clothes on and march round there. You won’t like it.
Oh, your garden looks very nice.
Your neighbour.
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