Only one thing is worse than noisy neighbours and that is neighbours who are almost noisy. Loud music and uproarious parties are covered by the law. Someone walking about all night in the room over your head is not.
I have been unlucky in this arena. The owner of the flat above me moved to Australia a couple of years ago and since then her property has been rented out to a succession of what I suppose the letting agent tells her are young professionals — students in their early 20s who attend the viewing claiming they are two City workers, then cram in as many friends as possible to make the rent. By the time they’re finished I’m living beneath a commune of spotty, beer-swilling layabouts who stay up all night and sleep it off during the day.
The latest lot started off enthusiastically, throwing what they no doubt assured the letting agent were young professional parties.
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