*insert the noise the sideshow bob makes when he stands on a rake*  Next door (not the pirate side, the other side) there is a small child.  It is about 18 months old (it can walk).  Now, I love babies and even children, but this one does not amuse me in the slightest.  Far from it in fact.

This child spends most of every day and night shrieking and shouting.  I don’t mind it when babies cry, or even if they have a bit of a strop, but I watch as this one is picked up by his parents to go in the car…  He starts to whimper.  They say “shhh” and he shrieks, kicks, screams and yells for about 20 minutes!!!  It happens all the time and is even happening now as I type.

Firstly, he is a boy.  Girlish screaming should be stamped on.  Secondly, the parents don’t tell him off for it, he just continues until he gets his own way.  I didn’t hear the baby for about three weeks and it was absolute bliss.  I did start to worry when I didn’t see the mum either, but did see dad emerge from the shed with a large spade.   All fears have since been alleviated.  The child screams once more.  New fears have been instilled.