Mayhem reigns in the apartment block.
German Porn Man has been to see his lawyer about the noise of the building work. He's been writing letters to Landlady, which is causing her stress. And she can't have stress.
Three guys have just left having technically 'fixed' my terrace door. They put on new hinges and drilled it back upright, but they planed the warped door without sealing the wood so as soon as it rains it'll bloat up again. About as far-sighted as a short-sighted thing.
And the Codebreakers had a little flood, which has now abated. We're just waiting for a plague of locusts now...