Sunday, 31 August 2019 5:30pm

Today, the compound just south of me, across the road, is the venue of a big party of some kind. There is a huge inflated castle like you would see at McDonald’s or an amusement park. They have plastic tables and chairs set up and a VERY LOUD sound system with a Disc Jockey…or whatever they call them these days.   The music started at noon and aside from a welcomed 1-hour power cut, it has been blasting continuously since then.   I put in my earplugs but the bass is shaking my furniture and it’s hard to think.   Surely, they will stop at 6, when the lifeguard blows the whistle and everyone has to get out of the water....won't they Lord?    I confess, I am struggling to give up my right to a peaceful, quiet day.