I have my location set in my profile as "who really cares?". If you're interested in why that is, please read on. My home is situated at a junction of 2 developments in what is regarded as one of the most sought after areas of my town. Nothing could be further from the truth. At night, crowds gather at the junction. Sometimes the overall crowd can be 50 or more, all mid-teenagers and younger. The noise of these kids (I don't buy into all that "young person" crap, they're kids!) reaches ridiculous levels with young girls screaming at the top of their lungs and the language from these girls, well I have been married 16 years and my wife and I are very broadminded, but we wouldn't say the sort of things these girls are saying, even in the most "intimate" of moments. We don't want any sort of contact with this gang, so we have rung the police to have them moved on, but of course they are too busy to come out. So we have gone out on occasion and asked them to keep the noise down or move on. This of course, has led to us being insulted, threatened and generally harassed and intimidated. When my wife ventures outside the front door at all, they stand and scream at her. Not insults or anything, just screaming. Now things have taken a more sinister turn this week with fireworks being thrown and shot (from makeshift handheld rocket launchers) at our home and our car (over 100 last Monday night alone), our windows pelted with eggs etc. Last night, my wife and I were walking back from a neighbours home in the adjoining development and we saw this gang milling around. They were split up into four or five groups of around half a dozen strong. We now believe that they had watched where we had gone when we left our home and were lying in wait for us returning. Anyway, our son was walking between us holding our hands. As we passed the first group, they started catcalling and signalling to their mates that we were there. A half-full can of coke was thrown from behind us, hitting my son on the back of the head. He panicked and let go of our hands and started running across the road. He tripped on the kerb and fell flat on his face, hitting his head quite hard and cutting his knees and elbows and forearms. Then these bastards stood around laughing and shouting insults at him. A four year old! I wanted to stuff my fist down these scumbags throats and pull their lungs out, but we ignored them, picked our son up and walked home. When we got there, our 10 and 14 year old girls told us that shortly after we left the house, it was pelted with eggs again. We managed to get the police out this time (an hour later, when the gang had dispersed of course) and a local councillor who lives about 100 yards from our home and who has never shown a blind bit of interest in our predicament in the past also arrived to offer her support (there must be an election coming up). So this brings me to the reason for my location setting. Residents of our area do not want to know. They drive or walk past these thugs and would never stop to lend their support. One mother stops her car, calls her son, who is part of this rabble, over, speaks to him then drives off. We watch her doing this night after night, but she tells us her son is never there. Our residents' association have pleaded with us not to go public on this because of how it will affect the standing of the area. Yet they will do nothing effective and in fact, move these cretins on from other locations to leave them as our problem. My family is being terrorised, my kids are frightened out of their minds, my wife and I are at our wits end. But nobody cares. I have a local newspaper coming out this morning to do a feature. A local BBC Radio show that covers the public's concerns and anxieties are treating it so seriously that they are sending the presenter to our home to interview us and hopefully get a handle on what is happening and highlight the problems so that people will maybe begin to sit up and take notice. When they see the value of their precious houses tumbling, then maybe they'll start to do something about it. Our respective families have not known any of this was happening until we told them this morning. I feel so ashamed. So that's why my location shows "who really cares?". Thanks for reading.