Picture this....

There has been the most annoying squeeky noise in our house for the past 18 months.
It has slowly become louder.
It is now so loud that you have to turn the TV up at night.
At first I thought it was the neighbour having too much fun and putting me and Lee to shame.
Then I thought it was the air vent on the roof
Lee finally discovered, about 3 months ago, that it was the neigbours roof aerial which had rusted at the fixing.
My God how we cursed the trampy cow that lives next door.
How could she listen to it all day and night and not feel compelled to fix it or ring the council?
When there is even the slightest bit of a breeze the noise quadruples and our curses become even more obscene.
Lazy cow, Lazy scruffy cow.


- Lee came in from the garden yesterday and said the he had just looked up at the roof and discovered that it was infact our aerial.
He climbed out tonight and chopped it down

Christ, I only hope he picked the right one otherwise the poor patient lady next door will have to exercise even more self control tonight.