Reasons to be cheerful pt. II

And, no, it's not just because it's Friday (although, I believe that reason still has merit, end of the working week and all that), nor just because after a few days of grey skies and black clouds the sun has decided to shine once more (after all, it is August).

No there are other reasons to be cheerful, like for the fact that, after months of teasing us with the "Sold by Reeds Rains" sign in the front garden, it would appear that our psycho-geordie-hose-beast of a neighbour may be finally moving out.

Of course, this is based on circumstantial evidence so far, so best not get my hopes up too much. However, Little Miss Anti-Social Behaviour did turn up in a 3.5 tonne luton van last night (after 11 o'clock, of course before proceeding to spend the next ninety minutes banging around and slamming doors - selfish bitch that she is), so hopes are high that she'll be packing up her stuff and fucking off back to Newcastle at some point today.

It made me smile, anyway, even through the Average Speed Check on the M60 this morning..

Oh and I'm still pretty cheerful about this too: