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Jun. 4th, 2006

Oh God, the lives of our annoying little bastard neighbours took a nasty turn last night. At about half past two in the morning, Patsington and I were awoken by shouting coming from next door - a teenage boy's voice yelling very aggressively. We recognised the voice as the evident boyfriend of one of the two girls next door, as we have previously heard him having whining tantrums in the middle of the street in the wee hours of the morning ('But you DON'T LOVE ME!'). This time, however, he was screaming in rage at the girl and calling her a cunt and it sounded very nasty. And then we heard a crash, and screams, and Patsington (and Freyne 2, who had woken up too) had their trousers on and were out banging at next door's front door in about two seconds while I rang the police.

It turns out that the mild mannered Patsington has a very authorative voice when he's trying to intimidate someone, and soon the little fucker was whining that he hadn't done anything even though his girlfriend was trying to get him to leave the house and was in tears. Hekept going "but she's my girlfriend!" as if that made any difference. She said that he didn't hit her but she was kind of hysterical, and eventually her charming paramour left, swearing as he stomped down the street.

She was left on her own in the house. She assured Patsington and she would get friends to call over to her (and we heard people arrive about ten minutes later), but where the hell was her father when all this was going on? On his fucking yacht as usual, that's where. And as soon as it pulls up outside the house, I can assure you that Patsington and I will be in there telling him just what a negligent arsehole he is.


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Jun. 4th, 2006 12:43 pm (UTC)
God, the poor girl. Well done to all of you three, though, getting round there, and calling the police. Whether he had or would have hit her or not, he needed to be got out of there, and it's really good that P. was able to do it.

As for the father, maybe the police will follow up on your call, and *they'll* want to know where he was...
Jun. 4th, 2006 12:52 pm (UTC)
Ugh. How horrible, but three cheers for Patsington and Freyne 2. I hope the horrid neighbour is OK.
Jun. 4th, 2006 01:00 pm (UTC)
Good for you for taking action!!
Jun. 4th, 2006 01:12 pm (UTC)
So many people would just turn away, good for the three of you making sure she was safe!

I hope that she learns a lesson from this, but sadly, choosing bad boyfriends (especially this early on) is a horrible habit some of us get into.
Jun. 4th, 2006 01:36 pm (UTC)
Hooray for the three of you, at least. And perhaps this time her father might find an iota of giving-a-fuck in his generous soul?
Jun. 4th, 2006 01:42 pm (UTC)
Good god. Hooray for the three of you for taking action. I can imagine, actually, that a just-awakened Patsington glaring sternly at me in the middle of the night might reduce me to gibbering too. I really, really hope that the police want to talk to that bastard father, too.
Jun. 4th, 2006 02:58 pm (UTC)
I'm so pleased I've come to know you; I really admire you and this pro-activity of yours is one of the reasons.

Good for you. And everyone else who helped and was supportive.

Crazy(and wondering what to lend you for arming against the negligent arsehole, er, I mean father...)Soph
Jun. 5th, 2006 10:07 am (UTC)
That's absolutely terrifying. I really hope she never lets him come back. How old is she?
Jun. 7th, 2006 01:35 am (UTC)
My god, that poor girl. Perhaps it will wake her father up a bit.

And good for you and Patsington for making sure she was okay!
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