think while you drink

Appropriately, blokey and his suspiciously-inspecting look were outside McEwan Hall which appears to be one of the venues participating in the Science Festival and which was decorated with posters and being visited by bunches of parents attempting to form their children into a queue. Perhaps he'd already been through and had collected a free sample of a new sciencey drink with something sciencey in it, perhaps Spirulina.

Arse-brain under-neighbour and his shitty thumping-music struck again last night so it was nice that it was autumnal and bracingly brisk and refreshing upon our faces outside today after yesterday's summery heat. By the time it started up the noise team were out of service so it should have been the proper fuzz who turned up but they were too busy. Got some sleep with the aid of earplugs but the warming weather meant that his windows were open and we got some incoherent neddish party-babble to accompany the thundering. It would have been really good if the police had turned up just as he was demonstrating the revvability of the engine on whatever he has in his garage my flooring it, producing an extremely loud screeching noise which is hopefully bollocksing up his ears as much as the engine. At least a pattern seems to be established that it's only one weekend day less than once a month, outside which there is little sign that he even exists unless he parks his van outside overnight. Even less sign of him existing would be better.