Chel Stood On A Pin…

Hey Guys,

Sorry it’s been so long we have been bored!

Since we last spoke quite a lot has happened but we haven’t done anything if that makes sense.

Monday night, well it was more like 4:30 Tuesday morning until about 7ish. I think the new neighbours who moved in last week had a BIG argument, so big it woke Chel and went on for a couple of hours, it didn’t bother me because I didn’t hear it. We weren’t sure what exactly was going on because Chel refuses to listen to stuff and tells me off for trying to stick my nose in where it isn’t welcome but always wants to know what has been said.

Anyway there was screaming and shouting and slamming of doors etcapparently it was her birthday or something and she hadn’t sene him for ages but I don’t know. Anyway when I went to check the post in the morning there was a wheelie bin full of man stuff outside the front door including posters and a leather jacket so it lead me to assume that she’d thrown him out, the bin was moved later in the day to where all the rest of the wheelie bins were, it’s a shame it wasn’t Wednesday morning then he wouldn’t have a leather jacket to come back to.

Anyway sometime later in the afternoon he came back and emptied the bin and we think they are back together well until Wednesday night/Thursday morning when it all kicked off again at about 3ish. Apparently it must have been bad because it woke me up, I was all disorrientated – I thought I was having a dream it was something to do with the curtains not looking right maybe it was the fact it was dark outside and I’ve not woken up to darkness for ages, it’s thrown me completely my body clock is way off now, the damn Scottish argue-ers downstairs, shut up!

Anyway they were banging doors and stuff again, so I got up to investigate and I think there was someone else with them because they were beating a hasty retreat from the building but I didn’t have my glasses on so couldn’t see much unless that was the sleep in my eyes.

Anyway to find out what was going on I put my ear to the floor, that this may seem a little ‘odd’ or stalker-like but I wanted to know what was going on. Anyway the fridge was buzzing so I couldn’t really make out what was being ‘said’ well not so much said as shouted so much I’m sure Sarah heard them in Bristol. Anyway the pansy kept shouting "Stop hitting ME!", I don’t like the guy much… you could say hate him. And I don’t want to tell stories but he was wearing the same t-shirt for about 4 days, I had done the same but I hadn’t woken the neighbours up at 3 in the morning so I can call him names.

Anyway I am tired so will leave it there, but we think we are leaving Aberdeen around the 27ish of July and moving home, although no one else know this yet so sshhh….

Sam