Neighbours; doncha continue t' luv em?

We've done our best to hide the ghastly Orange Wall (in two years time it should be almost invisible).

We've paid (€40) to have the water meter and tap repaired (that HE smashed), but still no sign of the 'hand-on-heart-promised' replacement insulated cover (that HE also smashed).

We put up with the daily noise, the daily 'white van' invasion, and the daily sour-faced looks.

And now that winter approaches, every other day we have to put up with belching, industrial-scale, smoke filled air (above). Now, even HE seems to be concerned, as he's taken to wandering about after lighting-up, looking anxiously up at his chimney. My photo from Monday doesn't do it justice!

All that, and because I'm an 'anything for a quiet life' sort of bloke; I still say NOTHING.

Maybe one of these days I'll lose my rag and just go bleedin' bonkers; it's about time!

N.B. Monsieur Clever Cloggs has installed a HUGE ship-sized furnace in his cellar (to heat water), but connected it to the tiny flue of a bedroom fireplace in the room above. I wonder when he'll realise that the two just weren't meant for each other!

Wood smoke is Carbon Monoxide, and Carbon Monoxide is not only toxic but also highly combustive. I'm expecting explosions (there's already been ONE). CO has a Lower Explosive Limit (LEL) of 12.5%, and an Upper Explosive Limit (UEL) of 74.2%. Good Luck.