Saturday night was an absolute nightmare. There’s a new neighbour in Flat 2/1, presumably renting as nobody saw them move any furniture in. They had a party on Saturday night, to which they appeared to have invited the whole of Glasgow.

Now I don’t have issues with the odd party and the loud music that inevitably goes with it. People don’t do it often, so it’s not usually an issue. But there’s a fine line between annoyingly loud, but your neighbours will tolerate it occasionally, and totally unacceptably loud. Most people can sense where that line is and push their party music to it, but not beyond it. Guilt? Consideration? Morality? I don’t know what it is, but we all know when we’ve crossed that line and quickly step back. Well, OK, not all, just most of us.

On Saturday night the entire block 1 and 3 discovered that the occupier of block 1, Flat 2/1, doesn’t have a clue where that line is. The volume level was exceptionally loud. I’ve never heard anything like it outside of a nightclub. The walls were shaking. The floors were shaking. The doof doof doof of the bass was over powering. It was impossible to sleep through. There’s 2 feet of concrete and a 3 feet air gap between the floor and the ceiling below it. Yet it sounded like we were standing outside a nightclub on a cold Glasgow night getting ID’d. It was just as miserable. It was unacceptably loud.

By 0130 I was starting to lose the plot. Then bliss, the party ended. People left. Lots of people. And the place was silent. For about 10 mins. Then doof doof doof d-d-d-d-doof…

At some point it calmed down again to a quiet rumble for 20 mins, I guess their conscience kicked in for a moment, but it was too good to last, and came back louder than ever soon after. By 4am I thought we were in the midst of an earthquake, or perhaps the music had matched the building’s natural frequency and was about to send us all tumbling into a pile of rubble. The police were called moments later. I never call the police. I just tolerate. But this was just too much. They never came. Finally at 0700 the music stopped. And I got up with Ali. Knackered!!!