The Indian Festival of Randy Drunken Uncles
Oh blimey, Bhangra-drumming uncles have come to visit my downstairs neighbours. Again.
Previous experience tells me this means loud bhangra caterwauling until 4am, at which point bhangra-drumming-uncles' dancing and drumming become disco-ordinated and confused, eventually, petering out. Oh joy. Is it some Bangladeshi festival today? I really ought to keep a calendar.
Time for loud dance-music-headphones.