Pickleball noise, you say? I live next door to 53-year-old twin boys who have a waterfall off their back deck, skidoos, motorcycles, quads, power saws and tools (a necessity for rebuilding a ’79 Winnebago on their driveway), a home theatre system with surround sound speakers for action films and an unusual habit of lawn mowing at 10 p.m.
As if that isn’t enough, they enjoy their firepit and hot tub on Monday evenings at midnight with LED lights all around their property, a motion sensor light right outside my bedroom window and halogen outdoor lights suitable for assisting aircraft for landing.
I am sooo grateful that they don’t have pets, don’t play any musical instruments that I\'m aware of and seem to sleep between the hours of 1 and 5 a.m. And, I like them and wouldn’t trade them for the world. Pickleball for a few months out of the year? Seriously.
Sandra Warren, St. Albert
