Ok,, so after having my car broken into in January, almost getting squished putting the nipper in his child seat a couple of weeks ago, I come home today to find a couple of unmarked police card and a big fuck off police van outside my next door neighbours house. The house next to her, the home owned by the nice clean living young electrician bloke only fucking well turned out to be a cannabis factory.
My house stinks of skunk and I feel a bit stoned. Which is actually quite nice but still a thing from the pre becoming a dad and growing the fuck up days....
He must have had a hydroponic set up in the loft, which, as we live in a Victorian terrace would explain why I would always get a whiff of something herbal when I would be up in my loft (converted to my painting room/man cave). Also, it could explain why the water pressure in our block of terraces went right down after he moved in...
So, it's shaping up to be a really odd year.
And I think I'm getting the munchies.


