I remember working on finding a hole in my exhaust header pipe one morning, so engine running, little bit of light revving etc when the nosy old biddy across the road (every street seems to have one) shouted out of her bedroom window at me " it is 9 o'clock in the morning!!! " I looked at my watch and shouted back " you're right, it is" and carried on working at same time I am considerate of my neighbours, I used to work nights with my shifts pattern meaning I didn't set off until 11pm. at my last address we lived on a cul-de-sac on a hill approx 5 houses long with our house being at the top so I would roll my bike down and bump start it at bottom of hill.