I was debating what to do here! I was thinking of taking a close up of mine or my son’s eyes, as the eyes are windows to the soul, or the view out my writing room’s window – but then I had a shower!!
This is my bathroom window, I hate this window. It’s not the windows fault that I hate it, it’s our next door neighbours. We can never have your bathroom window open to air out the damp or let fresh air in, because it we do open it the whole room ends up smelling like cigarette smoke thanks to the morons next door.
You might be able to make out the colour-bond fence and the side of their weatherboard house. Well the chain smoking male likes to stand on the other side of that fence and smoke day and night while dicking around with his CB radio, pissing off truckies and talking to all the other morons on channel six. The truckers aren’t morons just thought I better clarify that, I mean all the drunk dickheads that get on there and use it to talk shit.
I could go on and on about the things these people do that strain my nerves, but what would be the point wasting my time on them! The house they live in is for sale and no one who comes to look at the place would in their right mind keep them as tenants with the condition the old house is in. So hopefully the house sells. If it does sell I’m sure it will get knocked down and units will be built as it’s a big block, but I’ll worry about that when it happens. If you knew these people trust me you’d be happy with the risk of multiple new tenants in units.
Oh and its pot-puree in the big wine glass on the windowsill, if anyone was wondering.