The neighbours and their kids

Been trouble between some of the neighbours. Thankfully we aren’t involved but one of the pompous ones from the other side of the street are throwing their weight around, as they do, and threatening to get one of the people on our side of the street kicked out of their house. No idea how that happens. They sent around a petition to have another lady at the end of the row evicted because she complains too much and shouted at the brats. I dunno… these people watch too much big brother. I wouldn’teven consider such a thing and got offended on the ladys behalf because she’s a rather nice person who just wants to get on with her life and not be drawn int ostreet politics by the few here who’s hobby it is because they’ve nothign else to do while living off their sick money that they get for being ill when they think of work. Previously I just thought they had OCD like Jimmy I used to live near who would brush the whole street clean every day and wash his car twice in that time, but these people have problems with reality too. It’s what happen to folk that don’t travel any further than the local shop in their lifetime. anyway the woman they are trying to get evicted is a suspected alcoholic, also a suspected child and drug abuser and has had one of her kids taken from her already due to ‘anonymous’ reports to the welfare. I know all this because it’s been screeched across the street in an annoyingly satisfied voice by the other neighbour, who also confessed she liked ot make ‘anonymous’ reports to the welfare. It’s times like this it would be nice to have a gun so I could go out and shoot it in the air at night to get their attention then tell them to go home to bed and it’s all going to be alright and i’ll call the doctor in the morning to bring them medication.

Right now there is an argument going on out back between drunken neighbour b and her… guy… father of her child… typical absent alcoholic father type… and while the rest of the street close their windows and ignore it all my cat sits watching them with a smug look on her face. They just don’t care. I think the father shouted something along the lines of “What the fug r you looking at?!” before realising he’s not drunk enough to not feel stupid by mouthing off at a cat who obviously doesn’t care and going home to wherever it is he lives because he can’t deal with life as a dad of kids he can’t even count properly.

Something to say?