I have been the victim of a noise complaint whilst at a friends place. There we were, four middle aged people sitting around, drinking wine and reliving our youth singing along to INXS on a cheap mini stereo system. The police came to the door and stiffed their laughter at seeing this “noisy crowd”. There we were, reading glasses perched on the end of our noises, gabardine slacks, orthopedic shoes, obviously not the rowdy group they were expecting. We were not sure whether it was the volume of the music or the fact that none of us could sing that attracted the complaint. We turned off the music and stopped our singing. But we were surprised the police were not called back as we sat and laughed loudly for the next two hours at the thought that we had finally been considered “ragers” and “party animals”.