My private Pavarotti...

[medoramas]

There is that dude living four houses away from mine. He feeds seagulls every morning. It's annoying, as they are hordes of these beasts.

But that's nothing.

Few weeks ago he discovered he is an opera singer. Tenor. Every afternoon he opens all the windows is his house and all you can hear in 1.5 miles radius is "Loooo, Lo Lo Looooo! Lo Lo Loooooo!". And every few lines he adds loud "HEY!".

It's always the same tune.

I was making my coffee at 4:30 this morning, windows opened, nice, fresh, quiet, morning... And suddenly what can I hear?

F***n' "Loooooo, Lo Lo Looooo! Lo Lo Loooo! Hey! Lo Lo Looooo!"...

:shock:

 

[Barneyballbags]

Make a copy of the Go Compare advert (the one where Sue Barker blows the opera singer up with a rocket launcher).

Pop it in an envelope, walk around to his house and pop it through his letterbox.

He should take the hint