Sunday, 14 October 2012
Some noise can't be helped of course. Roadworks, traffic, building works, etc. They're part of everyday life and I accept that they are necessary.
The Turks on the whole are quite a noisy race. Until we moved to this village, we lived in rented apartment blocks. I have had more than my fair share of noisy neighbours. Those who sit out on their balconies until the early hours of the morning, shouting and laughing loudly, with no regard for those people who are trying to sleep. I have rarely complained though..unless it goes on indefinitely. Even then, I'm quite polite when I complain. To be fair, most Turks take complaints very well. They act on them. They don't take it personally, and they don't bare grudges.
This village is quite peaceful on the whole, unless there is a wedding taking place, in which case there will be loud music, sometimes for a couple of days. Again, it's part of life and I suffer it without complaint.
Sevke is our next door neighbour. She is a lovely elderly lady. She lives alone and is very quiet. Unless she has family visiting when they all talk loudly and excitedly out on her terrace. That doesn't bother me. It doesn't happen often and I'm happy because Sevke's happy to be with her family.
On the other side of Sevke is a house which is empty most of the time. It is owned by a family who originally lived in this village but now live in Izmir. During the summer months they have come to stay every weekend. From the moment they arrive they turn music on full blast, and they don't switch it off until they leave. From Friday evening until Sunday evening it goes on and on. It's so loud that even if I close the windows, plug in my earphones and listen to a programme on my laptop, I can still hear it above whatever I am trying to listen to. I can't imagine what it's like for Sevke, who is much closer to them than I am.
When Mr A was here last week he had a friendly word with them and they turned it down. However, he is away now (and I am sure they are aware of this). They arrived on Friday night and the music was louder than ever.
So now for my childish retaliation. Sevke is away this weekend. I decided to get my own back by playing loud music with all my windows open. There is a slight problem here though. Although I have lots of CDs, I don't have a CD player and I can't play them on my netbook. So...I plugged in an old portable TV that someone gave us. I then found a scart lead in the shed and attached it to the TV and to a DVD player that someone else had given us, but which had been gathering dust in a cupboard. I inserted a CD and voila....loud music!
I found that an old Bryan Adams CD had the desired effect. After an hour of ear-splitting music, the noisy neighbours got the message.
They turned off their music. I turned off mine. Peace was restored.