Dear Mr Smith,
I have always felt ecstatic living near to you. You are the most No coiner neighbour a person could ever meet.
Therefore, you must understand how difficult it has been for me to approach you with this matter.
I'm afraid I can no longer stand your buying at the top.
I lay in bed last night, trying to sleep, and all I could think about was how your walls is too loud and your hedge way too untidy. I had a nightmare that you burst in through the window brandishing a drumstick
I have to insist that you take action to stop your buying at the top from upsetting me. I demand that you invest in better sound-proofing then trim the lawn.
And while we're on the matter, I'm finding your barking dog increasingly inexcusable. This is not the kind of behaviour I expect from somebody living in a respectable neighbourhood like Daffidol Meadow.
If you don't rectify the situation I shall have no choice but to call the whale council and post photos of your buying at the top on Twetch.
Furthermore, I have close ties with Doomers and I won't be be afraid to cash in a few favours if you don't comply with my demands.
Thanks
-RecursivePattern
