After I finally found Alf was okay I went crazy at him. What kind of a fool thinks it is sensible to have a barbecue on the roof. Since Alf has turned 60 he has become the most immature he has ever been. I think he was extremely worried about getting old so he decided to mentally regress. He keeps coming up with reckless ideas that land him either in hospital or in the hands of the police. I’m honestly not sure which is better. The latest one was to move the barbecue onto the roof and grill some burgers up there. Not only did he hurt himself he also broke out TV antenna. Melbourne can be a pretty bland place without television so after making sure he was OK I called the TV antenna installation company in Melbourne that we used when we first bought. They said they do repairs and could come and fix it but promised no guarantee to fix Alf. I told Alf he needs to get a grip and start acting his age to which he told me that when he was in his twenties he acted as if he was sixty so he is now simply making up for lost time. I passed the him the bill for fixing the TV antenna and told him if he causes any more damage to my house or possessions he is out. He told me to ‘chill out’, I mean who is this boy man? With the TV antenna technicians up on the roof I had to all but hold Alf down to stop him from going up there. Aside from them being licenced professionals and thirty years younger than him he couldn’t see any reason that he shouldn’t assist them. I have started drafting up his eviction notice.