Just off Narrow Street, London
Used to live a a nice flat in Docklands, only being a brand new complex, the ceilings and walls had the approx. thickness of a sheet of A4 paper.

We always knew when it was 7.30pm on Sunday, because that's when the woman and her boyfriend upstairs got down and jiggy. It got to the point that we could set our watches to it. We actually got worried if we hadn't heard anything by 7.31...

But they weren't too bad, the guy who lived opposite was waaay scarier - the day he moved in, he had a massive row with (we presume) a girlfriend, who promptly disappeared, never to be seen again - the same night he spent all night sitting on the edge of his balcony, playing all the best breakup music you could imagine, drinking out of a bottle of vodka with a straw. Every 5 minutes I'd look up to his flat, waiting for him to loose his balance and plunge into our garden below.

He used to like watching us while we sat infront of the TV - the full length patio door curtains were bought soon after...

I'd apologise for the length of the curtains, but they had their uses!
( HSDriver was probably still at work on, Thu 25 Aug 2005, 17:52, Reply)