...and no, its not Tony this time, but the person who lives above us in the apartment who clomps around all day and all night (Note to property developers: Wooden floors in apartments do not insulate sound very well)
At first we thought it was a chick living there cos we could hear what sounds like stilletto shoes clicking around, but then when they had a party a while ago (and set off the fire alarms) it was all mens voices that we heard. They are also very heavy footsteps, sometimes it makes Joe's milo spill over onto the formica.
On Wednesday night we were both woken up by an almighty thud, sounds as if they had fallen over. But we're coping with it, and I'm sure that cleaning up the wine stains spilt all over our balcony from above will soon take our minds off the lack of sleep
[dino]