came home and stumbled out of the car and had an almighty tantrum which resulted in him rolling around on the gravel outside. He began picking up the pebbles and throwing them against my neighbour’s windows as well my house. When that didn’t get him the attention, he wanted he began trying to open up doors to various properties and shouting through the letter boxes. I sat in the living room just watching it unfold. It wasn’t my job to get him into the house especially not since he had tried to slap me senseless. Instead, I just waited for the police to come round, as it was only a matter of time before they’d be knocking on my door asking me if he lived here.
Sadly, all of these antics became a part of my normality…others didn’t see it that way though. They were annoyed and grew