[Margaret Pilkington]

They just want to let you know that their taste in music is questionable.
My dislikes of sitting outside to chill are.
The stink of cannabis drifting on the breeze.
The smell of charred meat….from barbecues.
Drunken raucous laughter late in the evening when they are sat round the fire pit drinking beer….smoking cannabis…..followed by the sound of shrieks and swearing when a punch up evolves.
It used to be such a pleasant place to live.(sigh)