OH BUGGER, i missed the ramones

I am a bit miffed because i missed the ramones documentary last Monday.
it was because i was so knackered, i had spent the day taking down a wall that two brickies had spent two days in the rain building ( ha ha) the wall (dividing our garden from next door) was supposed to be the same height as the one on the other side of 'our' garden giving us matching walls, my better half tried to explain this to the head brickie only for him to turn his back on her and start to hum along to the radio till she was gone (the last person i saw do that was my little girl when she was about six and this bloke is in his forties-weirdo), and while he was in the Mrs garden, he had had trodden a bush into the ground so much we could no longer see it, killed two others and attacked another bush with what looked like his teeth! and he didn't even ask if he could enter our garden or cut our bush, in the end i had to tell him to put a sheet down to protect our grass and at first he said "no"! i was so amazed i told him to either put the sheet down or fuck off 'our' property, at first he tried to ignore me so i had to shout at him to do it or fuck off. and, the git had even splashed the washing on our line with mortar, and he did this all before 10.30 in the morning.
so on monday i took immense joy in taking the fucking wall down brick by brick, and when he comes back to rebuild it next weekend i am going to take great joy in winding the fucker up until he becomes as pissed off as i was! petty but effective.