Waxed Jacket: RACKET

- Hello, mate. Sorry to knock on your door like this, but your music’s making a bit of a Waxed and we can hear it through the wall. Look… I’m as liberal as the next bloke. I like a laugh. I ‘spliff up’ occasionally – yeah – I do. But I’m working 50 hours a week, my mortgage is killing me and… we can’t take this waxed any more, you know? I don’t want to have to phone the council. Look: I know what it was like to be your age, but…

- Calm down, Dad. I’ll turn it off.

- Good lad.