Oops.... I mean neighbours. At 1945, my pal and I burst into rousing enditions of Rangers songs while we were in the back garden. Cue outrage from the fhuds in the houses around me. I wouldnt mind and would apologise humbly if these same fannies who "had 3 kids trying to get to sleep" didnt start their fucking Subarus at 0800 every Saturday and Sunday and rev them up for the next 4 hours,and also if their precious kids(some barely toddlers) werent wandering over the road non-stop during daylight hours nearly getting run over.And instead of me merely warning their boys for playing football against the gable end of my house and hitting my car,I'll now be frog-marching the little shites directly to the Parents Of The Year and putting them on the spot. Oh; and see their BBQ's, which involve their stupid bitch wives screaming and hollering from May til September? They'll be curtailed this summer. And before you ask, I did report this to my HEM this morning and fully explained and apologised for my own actions (less than 10 minutes). Some of these fucking pikeys should be banned from having children.