I have the day off, no plans, thought a lovely pleasant lie-in was called for. Maybe arise about 11am, have a coffee on the patio, angle for a pub lunch, generally have a chilled day.
9.06am.
'BeeeRRRRRrzzzzzTTTTTTTTzzzzzzbeeerrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTT' says Mr Chainsaw and 'GGGGGGGRRRRRGGGGGLLLLLLLRRRRRGGGGG' says Ms Wood Chopper in response.
Every-fucking-time. Of course, now I'm up they're done, they were just taking off some road overhanging branches (phew, I like that tree, and it stops everyone up the hill seeing me at the bedroom window in my pants, so it also performs a vital community service).