Copy of the email I sent to the local council...hey I was dog tired but I can still write.
Good morning, it is now 23.55 and I have to get up for work at the
prison at 0400hours, my neighbours have been playing exceedingly loud
duf duff heavy bass music all day and it has become louder and louder.
This used to be a quiet street until the housing corp dropped their
latest bunch of benefit recipients across the road at 21 Neal Crescent,
we have had to put up with gangs, drug dealers and young men who
mistakenly believe that our street is a raceway for their lowered noisy
vehicles.
If I cannot get enough sleep to go to work, I cannot pay my taxes to
keep these people in the lifestyle they have come to believe is their right!
Nor can I pay my rates which pays for things like Noise Control.
Upon ringing the Noise Control number I am told I will need to put up
with this for another 30 minutes!
Why why why must I put up with this horrible noise that is keeping me
awake for another 30 minute, is it so they can sober up or find some good
taste in music?
I am a highly trained Prison Officer (18 years) and have spent the last
26years learning Karate, it would seem that the easier solution would be
to march across the road and beat the living crap out of these dopey morons!
However as I need to follow this procedure I shall be ringing ever night
at the first instant sound pierces my walls!
If I can find Mayor Barbara Arnott's home phone number I shall ring her
on a nightly basis too so she may be equally deprived of sleep!
Like wise any member of the Council will receive my calls so they too
can share my pain.
I feel sure that one or two visits from the security group that are
employed by the NCC would suffice to bring this rabble to heal and even
let their poor children get some sleep as well.
30 minutes, why?
Do you think I'm imagining this torment!
Update: It's now 0015hours and I have paid my neighbours a visit, all
stoned off their tiny minds!
Note to self: Visit Housing Corp today and complain to them.