In live in the centre of a busy sea side town between a restaurant and a bar that open late
I have no issues with the restaurant. Their food smells great and makes our apartment smell good too.
I have no issues with the bar either. I lived in halls and in a student town, loud rhythmic music is actually quite soothing for me.
No issues with the seagulls, my neighbours, shoppers, pubbers or passersby.
What I can’t fucking stand is the endless bands in the town centre on the weekend. They’re generally rubbish and have a limited repertoire so we hear the same 6 or 7 songs over and over and over again for 10am till the sops shut at 6.30.
One time we listened to ‘Our House’ and ‘Baggy Trousers’ on a loop for 8 hours. Just those two songs. Over. And. Over.
"But a female dummy didn’t become a mandatory part of frontal crash tests until last year. For all this time, the average American guy stood for us all.
That may have had a substantial impact on women’s auto safety. If airbags are designed for the average male, they will strike most men in the upper chest, creating a cushion for their bodies and heads. Yet small women might hit the airbag chin first, snapping their heads back, potentially leading to serious neck and spinal injuries.
In some cases, according to tests with female mannequins, small women were almost three times as likely as their average male counterparts to be seriously injured or killed. A study of actual crashes by the University of Virginia’s Center for Applied Biomechanics found that women wearing seatbelts were 47 percent more likely to be seriously injured than males in similar accidents.”