Lazy Sunday
Nothing ruins and otherwise pleasant weekend like your alcoholic neighbour and her boyfriend having a fight. She's bearable when she's sober, but as soon as she gets near alcohol...there's no 'off switch' nothing to say "For Fucks's sake stop drinking, NOW!"
She was screaming at him, and I called the police, who have got to know her quite well. By all accounts, when I was away visiting my family in Virginia and Tenessee last summer, and my dear brother and Sister Khaiptah and Djedet last October/November the police wew out on an almost daily basis.
A neighbour from the next house down (let's call her neighbour B) -who used to be a nurse at Bedford Hospital and remembers my wife fondly- called me over, our boozy neighbiour (Neighbour A) had, apparently flung her keys out of the window , and kept screaming "Keys! Keys!, window! out! down!" because she was too fucking pissed up to form a coherant scentance.
Oh yes, all good fun.
So, eventually the police arrived with Neighbour B trying to calm Neighbour A, who was trying to clamber out of her bedroom window, still screaming "Keys! Out! window! Out! Down! look! Keys! out! keys! window!" all the time reeking of booze ,while I was looking for said keys. Never did find those keys.
She was screaming at him, and I called the police, who have got to know her quite well. By all accounts, when I was away visiting my family in Virginia and Tenessee last summer, and my dear brother and Sister Khaiptah and Djedet last October/November the police wew out on an almost daily basis.
A neighbour from the next house down (let's call her neighbour B) -who used to be a nurse at Bedford Hospital and remembers my wife fondly- called me over, our boozy neighbiour (Neighbour A) had, apparently flung her keys out of the window , and kept screaming "Keys! Keys!, window! out! down!" because she was too fucking pissed up to form a coherant scentance.
Oh yes, all good fun.
So, eventually the police arrived with Neighbour B trying to calm Neighbour A, who was trying to clamber out of her bedroom window, still screaming "Keys! Out! window! Out! Down! look! Keys! out! keys! window!" all the time reeking of booze ,while I was looking for said keys. Never did find those keys.