Pouring rain all night. The rain didn't keep me awake (actually I like the sound of rain) but the guttering is broken and so water just cascades down the wall - not down the drain pipe.
That is OK (well it isn't - one day the landlord might get it fixed) but I had tidied the garden up a bit yesterday. I put the empty flower pots in the corner where the gutter is broken - so the sound of the rain falling on an upturned plastic flower container was like listening to an untalented drummer in a not very good boy band.
In the end I got up, found an umbrella and went out and "sorted it"
Very grateful for a nice warm bed to scuttle back into!