Been in the house 10 mins, then went back out to the car to get something I had forgotten only to find that nextdoors kids have covered the roof and drivers door in spit 🙁

One word -Bombers 8)

two words:

mains spur 😉

Three words – slap them,Hard 8)

Omg that’s me! (I wish)

And now they are out screaming in the garden

Maybe a stink bomb?

I was thinking about becoming a bee keeper

Which neighbourhood?

New Mills. To be fair it’d pretty much one or two families.

And I live in the chavvy bit

But at least you are close to the peaks…

Dunno why but I have always had the impression that (greater) Manchester is the anti social behaviour capital of the uk.

Buy a bb gun and snipe from the bedroom window.

I actually already have a bb gun 8)

Put down the BB gun.

http://www.lifeaftercoffee.com/2007/06/07/triple-barrel-potato-cannon/

Doesn’t sound destined to end well…

Bees would be good. Can you become a hornet keeper?

so, I went around to have a word with the parents when this first happened

she said ‘right, sorry about that’ which I presume meant she was going to give them a bollocking

spent about 2 or 3 hours giving it a proper clean, polish, rain x the glass etc

get in my car this morning, massive (what I thought was) bird shit down my back window, which turned out to be a massive dried gozz, obviously done last night

🙁

can I get an asbo raised?

posh car? jealous chavs?

what car have you got?

Go around and spit on the kids xbox / PS3 – see how they like it!

I wouldn’t call it posh

a £1700 mx5

cute little sportscar, probably looks posh to ignorant ***** like your neighbours evidently are.

New Mills eh? Good chippy and pubs. Robbies Beer makes me spew though. 🙁

New Mills isn’t that bad really… Most people are related though. If you’re not local you’re fine 🙂

If you’ve got the patience, wait with a bucket of water / hose pipe (wee in the bucket first, obviously). As soon as they gob on the car, let them have it.

My stepdad waited two long hours in the snowy back garden one year to catch the little swines who smashed the back windows with snowballs. They didn’t come back (it was me and my mates, and I was sitting inside eating my tea and drinking hot Ribena). Sorry Dad.

Why not go around, shag their mum, get the dad to move out, make the kids think that you are going to be a great stepdad, raise their hopes up with little gifts here and there, then shatter their lives by kicking them out on the street with nowt.