No more silence is golden

As soon as the sun shines out come the strimmers, jet washers,and lawn mowers.Either electric or petrol driven.Our ears are assaulted and also our nostrils, the smell of petrol is overpowering sometimes.We are surrounded by neighbours on both sides and at the bottom of our garden who see the sun as signal to 'perform these rituals' We are also subjected to bonfires at different stages, no matter if your windows are open or there is washing on the line. The days of sitting in the garden to enjoy a summer evening are long gone for us,no more golden silence.