Students - again

I do love a good party but the fact that I have to get up at 6am most mornings now has put the kybosh on those days (temporarily). I also prefer to be at the party rather than listening to it from across the street. Live and let live I thought; after all the students has duck taped a duvet to the window to try and reduce the noise from the DJ??? Kingston University must be well hard to get into with such intelligent people attending it!

I did get a bit of a lie in but when I got up with Rachel I discovered that at 7:30 they were still going. OK, I thought. But it continued on and off all sodding day. I wasn't able to go anywhere near my bed as it was vibrating to the beat of the music. They finally finished at 5pm when there is absolutely no chance of another nap.

I came very close to writing a letter. I didn't this time round. After all, I got to sleep for a little bit in the back room as my husband kindly drank enough Cider to spend the night in an alcoholic coma. But my pen is poised and the next time those posh tosers invite their boarding school chums over I'll be writing to them god damn it.