Things are pretty dire here at the moment noise-wise. The apartment next to mine and another one floor down are both being renovated. It sounds as if the work undertaken is major, with sledgehammer blows resounding throughout the day as well as other banging and drilling. It is so constant that Toby has even stopped barking at the noise. I get concerned when I can feel my floors vibrating in time with the blows and only hope nothing is going to give way. Thank goodness my building is about fifty years old and strongly built, unlike more modern ones.
The building work and noise stop at five in the afternoon, by law, thank goodness. Unfortunately a couple of hours later the music bars start up over the road and continue until about midnight. Failing that, someone drinking with a group of friends will open the boot of his car, where a sound system is installed, and blast away until my windows rattle. It really is all rather wearing.