What s in Your Attic?
Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 2:08 pm
daniel robert chapman wrote:BadComrade wrote:My apartment.
Me too. But in the apex of the roof is a space, where the pigeons do play, and make many annoying noises. I'm sure there's plenty of pigeon shit up there, but it isn't smelling. Periodic surges in fly numbers (in maths: like prime, but supa-dupa) suggest there's been a death or two. One day I will get my landlord on to this. Thing is, it's a deceptively tall building for a terrace and the owner does all sorts of handyman things around the place (like drive a pickup and leave bonfires unattended) and I don't want a Rod Hull situation on my hands. Or on the ground.
Would a few bats see the pigeons off?
I had my first lengthy conversation with the owner this afternoon. He's renovating the empty flat downstairs (and has plans for mine, apparently) and we ended up chatting for about forty-five minutes. The pigeons get in through a hole in the neighbouring roof, which is owned by a local agency notorious as 'bastards'. He fixed it a couple of years ago, seemed annoyed that it was a problem again, but wasn't about to go up and fix their roof for them again if they weren't going to pay. He's on my side if I want to take it up with the agency, though.
Perhaps this is all a Little Detail From My Day, but never mind. Related to Simmo's thread about nuisance neighbours, it's useful to find that my landlord is six feet four and about as wide, owns the street outside as well as the building (and has previously told the police to get off his land), moved into this street in 1947, and has tales of 'sorting out' problem tenants in the past. Last Saturday morning, he told me, he accepted an apology from a drunken friend of a neighbour who had been disrespectful to a young lady and tried to fight him, and threatened to 'burn the street down'. "Next time he feels like having a go at me, I might not be so generous, but it takes a man to apologise so I shook his hand."
He says that the drain at the top of the road is twenty-two feet deep. My old-fashioned landlord is not shady, no waffles.