A Simple Solution
Wayne hated The Jeremy Kyle Show. He never watched it. But he heard it. Just like he heard every other television show that blared through the wall of his suburban semi. He had chosen the house for its quiet location, but the previous owners had neglected to mention why they had really decided to sell up. Whether the old man next door was deaf, or just inconsiderate, didn’t really matter anymore. Wayne gripped the wooden handle tightly and ran his finger along the stainless steel blade of the large kitchen knife. He couldn’t take one more episode of Jeremy Kyle.
Inspired by my own noisy neighbour who was driving me nuts at the time. Luckily, I didn’t have a large kitchen knife to hand.