Homes gardens and neighbours

When I was a child I lived with Mom and Dad
in a flat (Apartment)
My Dad wanted a house, but Mom always said
she didn't want to be murdered in her sleep!
Dad couldn't convince her of the opposite, so

we were forced to remain in the flat.

So, you can imagine how happy and lucky I felt

when we bought our first house a few years

after I married my husband.

When we finally moved in, I was as excited and in-

quisitive as a child with a long yearned for toy!

I had to inspect every nook and cranny.

That is also where and when I discovered my love for

gardening.

Every single day I explored and discovered new fascina-

ting secrets of the garden - was this how Dr. Livingstone felt?

Although I didn't have a clue about the beginning or the

end of gardening, I went with the flow, and loved every

minute of it.

I used to do back breaking jobs out there - didn't

know I *had it in me*, and when I felt the need or urge

to dig out the large Daisy bush, which didn't look very

healthy at the time - I didn't mind standing knee deep

in muck and soil!

I am mentioning the Daisy bush now because that

was the largest task I,ve ever attempted in the garden, it

was the largest and deepest growing bush I,ve seen in ages.

I am continually washing my hands free from the

hour to hour grime and dirt - especially if you have a

playful dog, so, the constant washing of hands is not a

phobia in my case - honostly, I just like 'em clean (snigger)

But, being out in the garden and getting my hands feet and

knees full of dirt - never bothered me, on the contrary, I

was in 7th Heaven!

Living in a house gives one the feeling of freedom (to a certain

extend of course)

You don't have to worry too much about the kids creating

havoc in or outside the house - as far as noise is concerned

The crazy mixture of sounds blasting from your teenagers

room, just another Heavy Metal Rock Band shaking the foundation

of your cozy home, is also not an issue, unless you tell 'em to

turn down the volume, your on-coming Migraine doesn't

appreciate that kind of music!

BUT.

Living in an Apartment - now that's a different *kettle of fish*

We're always considering our neighbours,

our music can't be too loud - people can't sleep!

We can't take a bath after 10pm, they hear every splash!

Parties are a No-No! (unless you invite them of course)

Some people complain if you flush your toilet too

often at night, it's a disturbance because the walls are made of

cardboard.

I,m sure all flat dwellers can tell a story . But I

have often wondered about the goings on in the bathroom

which is directly next to ours.

We have a young neighbour who rips the toilet paper off

the roll so often and continuously, that I fear for the safety of

our adjoining wall.

While she was letting loose and taking out her frustration on

the poor toilet roll, I stood planted to the bathroom floor

and counted - no less than 17 ripping and tearing was inflicted

on the toilet roll in her bathroom.

We could be sitting in the living room or anywhere in the

flat, and the aggresive sound comes beaming through

to our side.

Does she get her toilet paper for free?

As we all know, even toilet paper is expensive, especially

if you just shove it down the loo for the heck of it.

I haven't figured it out what kind of kick she gets, but people

do the strangest things - it's no good trying to work it out.