tramping up the stairs to my flat i am faced with my downstairs neighbours front door, its battered and seems to be coming off its hinges from the amount of times the police have had to knock it through to get to the neighbour who always likes to think she is fighting a rear-guard action during the last moments of the battle for the Alamo.
Two days before the last police kick through , i passed her on the stairs and said "hello" to her, i think my mistake was in making eye contact, because her reaction was to swear at me and abuse me verbally for playing music too loudly (at a time when my stereo was broken).
I haven't seen her since although i have heard her, I'm sure its the 'quiet before the storm' -again, she doesn't usually stay quiet for this long, i hope that doesn't mean the next 'event' will be a big one.
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