their deaths was a painful reality check , and once my neighbours had contacted my kids about certain drunken shenanigans i had got up to such as , falling asleep in the back garden , pissing up the garden fence and one evening , starting a fight with a dog walker who did n't pick up his animal 's shit after watching it crap on the pavement , i was 'encouraged ' by my beloved children to sell my house , put the money towards my savings and relax in a lovely place they had found called misty falls .