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trixtahI have a couple of new downstairs neighbours. One of them is evidently learning the guitar. His guitar playing is average. His singing is abominable. He hasn't yet attempted anything from within the last twenty years (what IS it about Canberrans? Did their music selection just run out with George Thorogood/handbag house? Even the bloody teenagers don't seem to listen to anything else). He plays with his windows open. Mine are shut, but I can hear every word (I used to like Proud Mary - at least, I did about an hour ago). I'm so much looking forward to summer, when I'll have my windows open as well.
This guy is giving Mr Hoick-Spit-Every-Thirty-Minutes upstairs a good run for his money. Looks like earplugs are on the shopping list.
This guy is giving Mr Hoick-Spit-Every-Thirty-Minutes upstairs a good run for his money. Looks like earplugs are on the shopping list.
