Having moved 13 weeks ago, deeper into God's own county, coronavirus has put all sorts of shit on hold.
But now things are almost back to normal I've discovered my new next door neighbours are arseholes.
A young couple with a sprog who've started hosting garden get-togethers daily with all sorts of visitors and using up whatever parking space there is.
I have an allocated space nearby but outside my gaff is fair dibs for anybody so I got up at the crack of dawn today to plonk my car there so my daughter can use my space when she visits on Friday. It's rare that no cunt's there already.
Deck chairs and a towel springs to mind.