Frustration

I think there should be a new definition of the word, if there isn't already:
Frustration: Watching the England One-Day International cricket team.

Drill

Just what I needed to start the working day... a flamin' drill hammering
away right outside the window.

Earplugs

Bloody drill is still going. I just looked out the window, I've no idea
what they're doing with it, they don't seem to have made much of a dent
in anything. I'll be glad when the builders next door go away. They're
transforming what used to be the headquarters of the British Waterskiing
Association into flats, and have been doing so for ages. They park in
our car park (against our wishes - we've deliberately put a couple of
motorbikes in the entrance to stop any "unauthorized" access). They
manage to get litter strewn all over the car park (it's only a low
dividing wall between the two). They've blown dust all over our cars
more than once. The best one was a couple of months back when they got a
load of steel beams delivered, and they proceeded to use metal cutting
equipment on these beams on the pavement, whilst simultaneously blocking
a bus lane. Then there were the scaffolders a while back who were
heckling anything in a skirt that walked past - they were very annoying,
given they were up on the second floor, same as me.

In the meantime, can I have my sanity back, or some earplugs.

I think I'll leave at 4.

Comedy Builders

They're getting better. Guy with drill is leaning back against the
portaloo in their car park, drilling one-handed - and he's wearing
trainers. Next... one of the builders goes into the loo. As an obvious
jape, the guys outside thought it funny to trap the builder in the loo
whilst drilling against the side.