the cries of thousands of additional animals dying to provide the smell of burning carcass emanating from peoples gardens as everyone thinks sunshine is the cue for badly barbecued food, which actually makes them listen to dance compilations from 8 years ago, before they had kids, and they went mental in Abeefa....remember this one fran? I was off me tits all night in Manumission.......
I don't want to smell your death food, or hear your squeals of memory and regret and I think your kids should be in bed way before 11 o'clock....