The fuckbag builders are still there. One of them started shouting at me from the roof when I was bringing Nip to the Kita this morning. This from the other side of the street. I looked up at him, ignored him. He started shouting at me again when I looked up again. Wanted to know the number of the apartment block he was on. He and his pals have only been there since May. I could barely bring myself to tell him to fuck off.
You'll notice even fewer leaves on the trees now. I'm just surprised they put up with the noise for so long.