What's that?? .......................'grunt'..............................wake up, somebody's ringing the bell........................................wassatime?........................................answer the bl**dy bell, you're the Presidente, not me.
It's 2.25 AM.
The Presidente 'hops' ( !! ) out of bed and trips over his slippers which he couldn't get his feet in, bangs into the bedroom door and narrowly misses the bookcase in the hall in his haste to answer the main door intercom thingy.
Who's that I hear him say ( quite calmly ), well where is it ( what ?), ok I'll let you in then.
To me, as he clambers back into bed, 'Are you awake?'........................( ??? ) ( told you I would need a swear box )
'That was apartment number **, she left her main door key in her apartment, but she's ok now I've let her through the front door'.
' Good, can we go back to sleep now?', says I.
RRRRRRRRRRRiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnggggggggggg...............................................that's our doorbell, it's 3.05 AM.
Guess who it was?? Apartment number ** !! She's left her apartment keys in her apartment as well as the main door key. Wouldn't you thought she would have mentioned that the FIRST time she woke us up??
So it's over the balcony for the chap who lives next door to her AND yes, she's woken him up too. But it's ok...........she's left her patio door open so the chap next door and the whole of the Costa Blanca could get in easily.
So why did she ring our doorbell just after I'd got back to sleep, especially as she seemed to have enlisted the help of the chap next door to her.....................apparently she just wanted to thank the Presidente for letting her in the main door !!
I did not thank the Presidente!!
