Live in a semi (giggle) and right now really want to pop next door and ask them just what the bloody hell the kids are playing at?

It’s like **** Jumanji… their dog’s goin doolally too.

Not particularly peeved, it’s Sunday, just curious. Getting my Jackie Wilson & Observer on in peace is getting harder…

can you remember when you were a child..?
Seemingly innocuous every day occurrences like chasing your brother upstairs and round the bedrooms and back down and into the garden and back upstairs.. or an afternoon of american wrestling practice on the sofa would have sounded like WW3 to the neighbours..

add a couple of cousins and a schoolfriend or two and it’s Jumanji.com

Just put some music on you miserable git!

I recommend the new Beach House album, it’s lovely 😉

I broke things as a child.

Turned 12, got worse.

Got given a drumkit.

Aaah…… sorry Corpach for those long years of me trying to get “Rock n’ Roll” by Zepplin anywhere near good.

It must be lunchtime. Just what 5 & 7 year olds need, fuel. At least they can’t get on the trampolines in the rain.

What a miserable 25 year old fart I am :-). Got some Nas on, bum-bum-bum.

My 18 month old asks for music all the time, seems to have a penchant for breakbeat at the moment. I pity the neighbours when she figures out how to control the server! Might filter it so she can only play Aphex Twin 😈

There’s only one thing for it – Meshuggah

What will happen is that you will procreate. No longer will a newspaper last most of a Sunday Morning. Your kids will run riot but you will have moved to a detached house where it matters not.
Screaming kids in Supermarkets will no longer be the noise that resonates in your nightmares. Finding a festering Haribo in the leather car upholstery will no longer make your blood boil. Sticky little finger marks on CDs/Piano/windows/guitars will no longer necessitate a call to the Spanish Inquisition.Sleep will become a commodity more valuable than any powder.
In summary, you will have grown up.

Pop a few diazepam in a packet of Haribo and post it through the letterbox.

Grown up and given up 🙂 after 4 years of saying dont touch that, put that down, dont draw there, u get tired of hearing your own voice! I just ride more now 🙂

Lifer, absolutely brilliant. I think it was Yunki and I who decided on Akercocke for such occasions.

Tbh, i’m a serial whinger about this. These cheap-ass Wimpy one up one down’s are like living in a paper-lantern.

Boo.

BUUUUUUT UPHILL, STUFIVE I DON’T WANNA!

Are we there yet?

The kids are alright anyway.

I won’t resurrect “the guy upstairs” thread. I’ll just keep kicking his car.