Summer in the town

Ah! Summer in Medway and the sound of the pulsating, ruby-throated music system delights us with its ear-splitting call. My husband (physics/electronics geek) once started to devise a system which could deaden next door's noise box by remote control, while we sat outside arranging our 'innocent' expressions. Sadly, he had to abandon it. He was afraid it might interfere with passing aircraft.

 

Oh and it might bring Eurostar to a halt!!!!! (again)

 

Nice one, was that using an E.M. pulse or opposite frequencies ?

 

Duh. You're talking to a former Physics GCE Unclassified here. I just make the tea. Strangely, mind you, OH has yet to master the dishwasher. Or the washing machine, for that matter.

 

Jings, I don't understand anything technical .
All I can hear is a blackbird singing in the rain.

 

Clare, if you are having problems with a neighbours loud music, then complain to your councils enviromental health department.

 

Thank you Dai. Yes, been there, done that, got the frown lines to prove it. Medway Council is basically useless. This time, thank God, the music isn't coming from the other side of a party wall - it's actually from a block of flats behind our garden - so I'm going to try to ignore it. There's always something in my street and you'd go mad if you complained about everything. I choose my battles .

 

I've only got an o level pass in physics to but i'm a treetreetreetreetreetree for experimenting. Turned the air solid with a feedback loop once.

Just amplified the sound thru 2 systems, there was silence for a few seconds, thought it hadn't worked.

don't remember any loud sound, just remember trying to move my arm to hit the off button, was like pushing thru Camembert.

Had to go downstairs & sit with parents for half an hour, really shook me up.

 

Ours is an old house, solidly built and impervious to anything nature can throw at it, all is peace, calm and relatively silent inside. Then the lad a couple of doors away grew into a teenager and got himself a car. He works shifts (at least he's got a job, so I suppose that's something), but each time he leaves for work, or returns, the vibration from the 'on-board' sound system is almost enough to make crockery jump out of cupboards and is the one thing which even our 'soundproof' double-glazed units fail to cope with.

I'm an early riser, but my 98 year old neighbour doesn't appreciate being woken at 5 a.m. as young sir departs leaving behind a cloud of Iron Maiden or Judas Priest and thus, felt constrained to ask for a little consideration. 'You're only young once' he replied, towering his 6' 3" frame over his slightly stooping accuser. 'True ..' replied my neighbour, '... but it's also as well to remember that once you're deaf, you're deaf for ever.'

 

I know just what it's like, Fidgetsmum. A while back a go-getting, enterprising buy-to-let person showed us slow-lane couch potatoes how things should be done by turning the tiny terraced house next to us into a rat's nest of bedsits. Lots of rent and tenants who weren't at all fussy! It's a wonder we don't all do it. Anyway, after that there were always people coming and going, at all hours. One lad used to turn up in an old jalopy and park it outside my house with the sound system booming. He'd leave it on throughout his stay in the house, because it wasn't worth turning it off. After all, he'd only have to turn it on again when he got back in the car. He was very hurt indeed when I asked politely if he'd mind turning it off in future. He then went and told all his mates what I'd done, and they too were very hurt, shocked and bewildered that I could have contemplated such a thing. All agreed that it was To'ally Owt O' Orda and for weeks, whenever I passed by, they adopted the sort of long-suffering expressions I generally associate with portraits of early Christian martyrs. I hadn't realised that Gangsta Rap fans were such sensitive souls.