I am at the end of my tether. I am on the verge of falling sick, and I'm usually kept up in the mornings by the melodious hammering and drilling that goes on next door for the renovation of a house in which my neighbours BARELY live, and by BARELY I mean apparently my neighbour's husband is African American but I have NEVER SEEN HIM.
Now, add to the mix my freshly arrived relatives from the US, who come complete with a pair of noisy, needy children, who are jet lagged and therefore are very loud RIGHT OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM DOOR, and I think I am now capable of mass murder.
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