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Your neighbour is mowing his sodding lawn again, it has been confirmed.


Despite the fact he only mowed it two days ago , and also two days before that, he is giving it another good trim at 9am in the morning on a bank holiday weekend.


The torture of him turning on his electric mower and proudly marching it up and along his already pristine, Wimbledon centre-court-esque lawn, is expected to continue until at least 11am.


In the meantime, it has been revealed that your feelings of guilt and inadequacy at the pathetic state of your own overgrown patch of grass will continue to grow, a situation which will become even more acute when your wife observes that old Mr Richards next door has been busy in his garden, hasn’t he?


You will be able to enjoy half an hour of peace and quiet once he’s finished his lawn, it has been confirmed, until he gets out that bastard of a strimmer.






Neighbours of NHS worker, Colin Wheatley, are furious that their "local hero" is a total dick.


Colin, 37, of Moseley, an NHS nurse with 12 years experience has really disappointed local residents with his grumpy disposition and ignorant manners.


"I can't believe it" Brian Wells told our reporter. "He moved in just as lockdown started and we were all really proud to have a proper, real NHS nurse living on our street. We were out there every Thursday, banging our pots and pans and clapping like there's no tomorrow, just for him."


"We were so excited and proud. We were scared to leave the house and there he was, every day, bravely going off to save lives. A true hero. Then it all went wrong. My kids kicked their ball over his fence a few times and he asked them to stop doing it. They're just kids. Grumpy bugger!"


Ivy Reynolds told us, "I would wave my rainbow flag at him as he passed my house and I even baked a pie for him. My grandchildren even chalked "NHS Hero" on the pavement outside his house. But then everything changed. One day he knocked over my bin with his car and another time, last summer. he was playing really loud music in his garden. This was only a week after he complained about my grandkids making too much noise in the garden because he was on nights."


""I bloody clapped for you!" I told him but he wasn't even listening. He's become a real nightmare."


Mr Wheatley was unavailable for comment.





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Hat-tip stewartbarclay


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