Tired yet again.
My household (usually just me) was this morning due on duty at 7.30am. As a Cancer Consultant Anaesthetist (my sis staying over again, away from her kids and hubbie to serve patients), on her regular London stint, and my duties in lecturing now daily at university as per were rudely awakened. We are very tired of nearby Poiks - posh oiks.
Woken up yet again, after midnight. This time by a pathetic #trustafarian from that pathetic 'show' #MadeInChelsea. This #inheritance #dumbo was making #moronic chants on the doorstep of a house which is a full can of #GenY bratted-ness, as in GenWhy are you even here on earth.
A house of loud, obnoxious and overly affected accents from boarding school factory conveyor belts, plumb-voiced, and wasting our valuable city air and space.
They lack manners and courtesy for their hood, caused by poor parental/nanny standards, or as likely, a lack of absorption of such, because of their highly developed #buymeanother #birkinbag life of expectancy.
Time for #RaidInChelsea.
Any creative, yet legal ways of tackling this monkey maison of monied maggots would be most welcomed.
The #localauthorities and #Police have been informed. Many times over the last few years.
#Chelscum and #Fulscum
Chelsea and Fulham