Don't Get Mad ...

The house next door to us lay empty for a year or so until it was bought and converted into bedsits a couple of years ago. However, the owner of the house DID NOT apply for planning permission to convert the house (which you need here in the UK before you can convert a house into a multi-occupancy dwelling), and when he did finally apply for retrospective planning permission he was turned down.

Fair enough, the house is full of people, but you wouldn't know they were there, they don't cause any trouble whatsoever (apart from whoever has the bedroom at the front - adjacent to ours - who has a propensity to play really shit music after midnight - not loud - but loud enough for me to know its there).

The owner installed a fire alarm, and I am most pissed off this morning because it went off just after 5.30 am this morning ... and kept going for three quarters of an hour. I am so tired, I'm a girl that needs her sleep. By the time it went off again at just after 6.15 am there was no point in me trying to get any sleep, as the alarm was due to go off at 6.30 am. So today I am going to be a Grumpypops, and God help anyone at work who gets in my way today!

Am I mad? Not especially ... it's not their fault next door. However, I am a little peeved that the landlord had his mobile phone switched off (he gave me his number last time the alarm went off). You can bet that, because I am a naturally vindictive woman (ha!), I will be on the phone to the local Council this morning demanding to know what the hell they're doing about his lack of planning permission. It probably won't achieve anything, but maybe it'll make me feel better.