I just answered the door to the woman downstairs. This is the third time she's come up with the same complaint (the reason for my curt response). It went like this...

*Doorbell Rings*

I open door

Mad Woman: Turn the music down.

Me: There isn't any music.

Mad Woman: Can you hear it?

Me: No.

Mad Woman: Where is it coming from?

Me: There isn't any music.

Mad Woman: It's been playing every night.

Me: We aren't playing any music. Come in and listen if you like.

Mad Woman: I'm deaf you see. I hear things that other people don't hear.

Me: Yes, you do.

Mad Woman: You aren't playing any music. I do apologise. Where do you think it's coming from?

Me: I don't know, I can't hear anything. Maybe the same place it was coming from last time.

Mad Woman: Pardon?

Me: Maybe from somewhere else.

Mad Woman: You're not playing music. I wonder where its coming from? I do apologise.

I close door