As mentioned in my previous post, I gather that the mother of the Rosemary's Baby two-some on the block behind is probably overwhelmed by their personalities, and consequently unable to teach them appropriate behaviour. My assumption was based on the general traileresque screaming that is occasionally heard from her or her partner (a man with a penchant for the "F" word)- but mainly from the latter.
This morning, after a relatively subdued level of play, the woman finally lost it. I can only imagine that the level of "quiet" was in direct relation to level of horror they were unleashing. Suffice it to say that when she finally exited the house late morning to let them have it, people, it was quite something to hear. She reamed at them for well over half an hour, and managed to curtail any of their protests while simultaneously squelching any wailing from them.
I took solace in the fact that both she and I reached the limit in the same week. Is it quiet right now? Of course not, since other neighbours have taken the opportunity to fill the "silence" with some noise of their own. Still, in comparison the usual state of affairs, the day is still almost bearable.
TODAH HASHEM. And here's to hoping it'll last through the afternoon!