31st January 1999

Today I got myself a free standing shelving unit. Between around 2 and 4pm I assembled them, being the internet addict I am I had to take a break between to use the computer. In total I spent around an hour putting them together (noise). After Richard knocking on the wall and shouting at every little noise I made (and me ignoring it) I was finished and left it at that and went back to my normal quiet self.

At around 11:30pm Richard came and knocked on my door, I opened it to him (stupid me). And waisted until 1:20am of him complaining about anything and everything. He repeatedly changed his story on many issues.

It turns out that he definately heard my alarm, aparently it is the sound of buddist monks chanting. The funny thing is that it aparently comes on at a different time and it lasts for different time periods..... even when I am away on holiday.

I also let him know that the Environmental Health Agency consider his comments to be a joke and how they had laughed and made fun of his comments and how they had suggested that I seek legal advice.

In the end I stopped the conversation by simply going back into my flat and shutting the door, he was not listening to what I was saying and was constantly interrupting. After several warnings that I was going to end the conversation if he wasn't going to be quiet and listen to me, I did just that.

Richard also let me know that the Environmental Health Agencies offer to get the letting agency to install sound insultation were stopped by him. They asked PMS to put in the insultation, PMS told him to stop complaining or they would end his tennancy, he told the Environmental Health Agency to stop with the insulation.

Therefore any noise he can hear is HIS problem.

Of course I again told him that ever since he threatened me to a fight that there was no way that he was going to be able to earn my respect and that anything he said to me will be ignored. I do not respect violence.

Oh yes, and his mother called me a Jew and he was complaining about the fact that I am overweight... I suppose they are supposed to be insults or something.

To top it all off, Richard also complained that I wasn't putting my rubbish out properly at the correct times, out of the two bins we have (one large one small) I have to put my large bin sacks (that fit my large bin) into the little bin sometimes forcing them in because he places his small bags in the large bin and fills it to the point where mine wont fit. So aparently, I should tell him when I am putting my rubbish out so that he can take his little bags out of the large bin and place them in the little bin to make room.