No matter...until 2.30am when I was woken by the sound of a nearby car alarm going off. I jumped out of bed (oh yeah, I can be agile if there's wrong doing afoot!) and bravely peeped out of the window. I couldn't tell which car was under attack due to the boundary wall being in the way but I could tell it was very near by (reflection of the hazard lights in the doors of the van at the end - just call me Sherlock).
Mr Fink wears ear plugs to bed - for reasons best known to himself (ahem hem). Again bravely, I woke him up and asked, "Is that your car alarm?" (Roughly translated as, "That is probably your car alarm, it's 2.30am, go and sort it out.") He looked out of the window, decided it wasn't his car and went back to bed.
As he settled to go back to sleep he muttered, "Is that Nelly's music, bloody hell it's loud." He slipped out of bed to Nelly's room to try and turn off her music. He returned with a puzzled look on his face. "It's not coming from her room?"
I could see the cogs turning in his brain, his mouth opened and said, "Green Day - Walking Contradiction" and went downstairs.
After much jangling of keys and walking round and round the car in his dressing gown, Mr Fink returned indoors.
The culprit? The poltergeist possessed radio in Mr Fink's car decided the world needed to hear Green Day at full volume at 2.30am! Weird.
