Never did find out what caused them to come to blows.
"We live in blighty, there’s half a day a year where a convertible is appropriate."
When I was a teenager I had a Triumph Spitfire - somebody nicked the hood (and the stereo and all my cassettes though it could easily have been 2 seperate thefts!) whilst it was parked outside Manchester Uni. I drove it around for about 6 months without a roof before I could afford a replacement and in that time actually only got properly drenched about twice! UK is suprisingly good for convertibles because its not too hot and you have loads of B roads.....well it was in 1989 anyway
Similar to @johndoh , next door neighbours bought their already nicely decorated property for top dollar, but now continually piss about with it doing expensive DIY projects to improve it.
Don't get me wrong, the work they do is good, and it's their money they can do what they want with it.
But I just can't fathom the logic of chucking tens (or even hundreds) of thousands of pounds at a house you presumably bought because it was already done to a good standard??
Surely if you want a project you buy a wreck for bargain basement prices?
Last year they ripped out a very expensive ~3 year old kitchen the previous owner put in only just before they moved out!
We had some ex-students on one side who acted as if rather than living in a quiet residential street, they were still in halls. I had to have a word on a number of occasions which got progressively shorter. I didn't mind them having parties and even said as much, as we "agreed" that it'd be Thurs-Sat and finish 'at about' 01:00 AM, Eventually gave up after I had to go in the back door at 07:00am on a Sunday that had started the previous evening around 6:00pm and my wife was almost reduced to tears, and shout over the music to get them to stop. I started to call the agency it's rented through each time and and then (after I insisted to get the number) the actual owner. Their lease wasn't renewed, and as they all traipsed out one weekend, I made sure I told each one of them that it was me that had made sure they were getting kicked out, so maybe that makes me the weird neighbour? We've more students in there now, but they're like church mice by comparison and a great bunch of kids, so we're cool.
We refer to the woman round the corner as Technophobe. Really nice. Always chats with my boys and she decorates her front garden with toys and rainbows. She had a gizmo in the bushes in the garden and when it rained put an umbrella over it.
She also has an anatomical skeleton in her dining room with a blue wig and boob tube in her dining room.
I quite like her as she is good nuts.
The guy who lived next door to us was nice but odd. He died over lockdown (and was due me a tenner for some daily records and tonic water). He was off but took everyone in the streets bins in each week to keep the street tidy. I quite miss him but the family who are in now are nice and not odd.
My neighbour stands at his window watching us put decorations up
great answer
I had to go in the back door at 07:00am on a Sunday that had started the previous evening around 6:00pm and my wife was almost reduced to tears,
I’m not sure if you’ve posted that on the right website 🙂
We're fortunate enough that we have no neighbours, not nearby anyways.
Growing up we had two sisters and a brother on one side, two were deaf so other than the TV being loud they were really good neighbours. The other side saw us with some questionable neighbours over the years. Sneaking a horse into the back garden was probably one of the most WTF moments.
Chap opposite – early 80s, was obviously a bit of a geezer in his day – goes berserk if anyone parks anywhere near the entrance to his driveway and makes a huge fuss getting his car off the drive. But is quite happy for his visitors to do exactly the same to the rest of us. Also spends hours power washing his block paved drive.
Bloke round the corner – owns two jetskis (which says it all) has them idling/running for hours Sunday mornings whilst regularly revving them – they sound absolutely awful – the noise really grates.
Girl over the back – late 20s, bit of a chav – tan that looks like fence paint and huge fake lashes – often has a group of look-a-likes over to get drunk in her garden, which is slightly higher than ours – the voices carry directly to our patio where we’re treated to detailed discussions on the performance of current boyfriends, recent experiences with STDs and what cosmetic procedure they’re considering next.
However this was surpassed last summer when she brought some lacky lad home from the pub who proceeded to give her a good banging in the conservatory with the door open - we thought it was a fox being shagged initially.
we have boring neighbours, I am jealous
We could be the PitA neighbours... I work on my van one the drive, no one does this around here. I work on my own house, no one does this around here. We have noisy 12 years old boys, that will only get noisy'er.
Witch next door tells me off for doing diy and mowing lawns on sunday etc. Witch and her odd boyfriend (she is 60+) sunbath naked, well they did until we moved the Peloton bike so we could overlook their garden, now we watch her scamper off when "Whats up Peloton!" is announced
They've grown a decent sized bush of pampas grass this year.
She had a gizmo in the bushes in the garden and when it rained put an umbrella over it.
It's very important that he not get wet
I think I'm the annoying neighbour. front (well side garden) has had remains of a conservatory stacked up for a year now. and my kids (6 & 8) go on their swings every morning at 7am and are incapable of less than maximum volume.....
When I was working on the roof my neighbour with exhibitionist tendancies used to try to distract me. In fact it helped me concentrate on my work - she was mid 80s. The house is empty now, she was so odious with the home helps, nurses and meals on wheels they refused to visit and she ended up in a home.
Amazing how similar behaviour is replicated across the land. My favourite is the guy who owns a massive pickup and only drives 1/2 mile to work each day. Then goes running 'for his health'...
We have lovely neighbours.
Opposite are all older households, they forget when they’re standing at the windows watching us in the front garden that net curtains don’t make you invisible. Especially if the light is on,
To the left, he loves his hammer drill. There can’t be much left of the house, I dread to think what damage he’s done to the party wall.
The eldest son can’t play a video game or have an argument without screaming obscenities. He also did his best to try and put a football through a fence I’d spent a months wages on. I’ve since replaced all the posts and used all old football damaged panels on their side, with new panels to the rear.
I think he has issues so I don’t make a fuss over it, I just wont spend money on it.
To the right, lovely family. Only issue was when they started feeding the Red Kites. It made awesome viewing, however being bombed by partially eaten chicken portions when sat in the garden was a bit inconvenient.
But I just can’t fathom the logic of chucking tens (or even hundreds) of thousands of pounds at a house you presumably bought because it was already done to a good standard??
Absolutely - that is the same for our neighbours - the house was lovely before (albeit the kitchen did need redesigning) and their eldest is about to move out so they are about to need less space. They have easily spent £200k, if not significantly more.
We’ve got great neighbours apart from the new ones. I’m happy we’ve now got some weird types. Bought a massively over priced, badly done up house. Moved in, put blinds up and have never opened them. Collared the guy one Saturday morning and managed to prise a conversation out of him. Just miserable and a bit of dick. His other half is even worse. Surprised they’ve stayed as everyone else is really friendly.
The neighbour who shares a garden wall has just moved out. She was lovely and I’m hoping we’ll get another nice neighbour to replace her. Whoever it is they best be prepared for having hundreds of questions fired at them by my kids. My son would make an amazing interrogator.
I also need clarification on the leaving dogs outside to rot away thing.
There is a baptist chapel opposite the house. Not the sort of place where you expect two church goers to come rolling out the door fighting.
I dunno, we had a TL at work that was a born again ex-Blue Angel. That's exactly the sort of thing I'd expect. He got flung out the Baptists for being too preachy IIRC 🤣
My neighbours are sound and normal. Quite lucky.
Annoys me that opposite insist on parking an Audi Q7 and a ford ranger on the road outside mine when they have a big drive. First world problem.
We are the scruffy house with flaking fascias and cars jacked up.
I'm the annoying neighbour (even though I haven't lived there for 20 years) at my parent's house, or at least according to the guy over the road. I think it's because I seemingly only ever turn up to work on one of my cars or do some DIY for my parents. Or more likely because I successfully got his planning application turned down for a driveway and summer house a few years ago in the basis that to access the driveway he would have to cross the plot of land my parents own in front of the house and that they would not grant him permission to use it. Which was a massive success considering his wife is head of the planning committee 🤣
At my place the weird neighbors are everywhere seeing as it's a group of blocks of flats with the odd house in between. It was me for a while but I've definitely been out-weirded by the new couple in one of the houses who never talk to anyone, only ever go out when it's dark and seemingly never have any visitors.
I think I’m the annoying neighbour. front (well side garden) has had remains of a conservatory stacked up for a year now. and my kids (6 & 8) go on their swings every morning at 7am and are incapable of less than maximum volume…..
There's a family like that a few streets across in my estate, except that there's a lot of swearing between the parents and their neighbors at roughly 7.10. Thankfully out of earshot for me!
We can’t see the neighbours at our place. We think they’re all weird and they think we are, but they all need to use our bridge to get to their houses so they’re nice to us. Apart from the earthworks contractor. But he hasn’t spoken to me since the first time I spoke to him to inform him I’d shoot his Doberman if it came near my kids again.
Our only neighbour died 3 months ago so that's a bit weird. He was pleasant enough just very old.
Previous house had a good variety of neighbours. Folk across the road were pleasant but their vice was spending all Saturday waddling about in dressing gowns. I only know this because they'd waddle out of the house around 5pm in their dressing gowns, get into the car and drives to McDs drive through. They had young kids, not shift workers either. Used to make me feel ill by proxy.
Other neighbour were a gormless young couple who got given the house by their folks. Waddling to the car to go McDs would be too much for them - they'd have it delivered. The weird and annoying thing was they got a large dog (golden retriever type thing). I saw them walk it once in 3 years - spent it's days wrecking the house and garden. A few neighbours did try and intervene with the dog but they were just lazy, useless people.
My neighbour rides home after his ride stops Strava and then goes and rides a cool down. All to ensure his average speed on rides is higher....weird, I could understand it if he was training hard for racing with intervals etc but he is just a normal weekend warrior like me.
A previous neighbour of ours asked me to tell our cat not to go into their garden. I obliged them.
Current neighbour brings us homemade cake every weekend.
People up the road are old and paranoid and historically quite toxic. I think they've gone mad. They think people are trying to steal bits off their car so have places a temporary wire fence across any entrance to their property making it a no entry zone of all. They dismantle the fence if they go out in their car and replace it when they get back.
Since we moved in 10 years ago my next door neighbour a retired guy moved out to live with his partner who lives in the same town.
He still owns the house next door and comes back every once in a while to mow the lawn and dig holes in the garden and saw things up in the garage.
We have a few wild theories that he is a murderer and comes back to bury / dispose of bodies in the garden and feed his hostages.
It’s the only logical explanation why would he not sell the house or rent it out?
Anyway it works for us as we like having nobody next door…
Next door have an ivy fetish .. built a screen wall ( 1970s ‘see through’concrete must be 2m on their side! ) then planted ivy against it ivy is now a foot higher than wall ivy is kept trimmed on their side we have to trim their bush 2or3 times a year small tree in their front garden is now fully covered in the bloody stuff. They also keep 2of 5cars in their double garage now that is weird 🤦♂️which leaves a lawn of 3x5m cut by large petrol mower !
Anyway it works for us as we like having
nobodydead bodies next door…
They also keep 2of 5cars in their double garage now that is weird
Are you suggesting they should stack them or something?
My neighbour at the back is in his eighties and is always working on his garden with lethal looking tools, saw him cutting a tree with a chainsaw whilst being up a step ladder. We deliberately went out as I did not want the family see an old man decapitate himself.
He won't be told and is a bit of a horrible git in general. His wife was a lot friendlier but she died a few years ago.
Other neighbours generally keep themselves to themselves. It was a different story when we lived in tenament flat, wouldn't want to go back to that ever again.
We have a few wild theories that he is a murderer and comes back to bury / dispose of bodies in the garden and feed his hostages.
house next street over currently empty known as the murder house cos that’s what happened! police found bits of body in flower pots and under the floor strangely not under patio. So you might be right😱
Our only neighbour died 3 months ago so that’s a bit weird
Only if he's still there!!
It was a close call tbh - he refused to go into care even though he needed it so relied on various combinations of neighbours and his gardner to rescue him off the floor after another collapse. Was found at one point after a few days I think. It was a genuine concern when we were away on holiday that we'd come back to a great many flies in the area.
Jetwash, they jetwash everything, and constantly. Every time you go out to have a cup of tea on the patio, the matriarch over the fence is jetwashing their patio, motorbike, house (it must be damp/causing issues with the pointing surely), BBQ's, kids toy's.
Dogs, they had one awful bored Dashound that barks at everyone and everything constantly, I've seen them walk it twice in 5 years. Their solution to being the awful owners of one dog? Get a french Bulldog to keep it company.
They're either 3 with an age gap or 4 generations of a Brazillian family. They have no "inside voice", every bit of communication is 115db Portugese from one end of the house to the garden.
The neighbors on the other side are great, about the only thing you could say about them is their lawn needs sorting out 🤣
first time I spoke to him to inform him I’d shoot his Doberman if it came near my kids again.
(I fully support your stance)
Out of interest, am I right in assuming such a thing is completely illegal, whereas making the same statement Viz sheep is totally ok?
Weird country.
Out of interest, am I right in assuming such a thing is completely illegal, whereas making the same statement Viz sheep is totally ok?
No idea. Not sure sheep would pose such a risk to kids though. And I don’t own a gun anyway, but it doesn’t hurt to keep him guessing.
We live in a street of 2 bed Victorian terraces. One of the neighbouring houses is cut up into flats, generally don't hear much from the flats, just get the constant fumigation of the Devil's leaf if we leave the windows open.
The other side is a couple, similar age to us ~30s. They rescued a dog during lockdown which screams bloody murder as soon as they go out, and doesn't stop until they get home. The bloke shout-talks to his colleagues via Teams, or whatever. Seemingly is a bit of a non-job, as he usually then spends the rest of the day screaming at the TV, the dog, his partner or generally just being loud and obnoxious. His partner seems OK, but she couldn't parallel park to save her life, manages to fit a small car into a space for 4 vehicles, parked in a manner that would require a taxi to the curb. About three times a week they entertain they're equally obnoxious and loud friends until the early hours of the morning, screeching and screaming.
Maybe I'm the weirdo as don't particularly want to interact with any of my neighbours. At least it's given us a reason to start saving cash move!
My neighbours are in a cult.
They're deeply religious. The husband popped up on my "People You May Know" on Facebook and I had a look at his profile. Nearly every post is some bible quote and he talks about attending a church. Not the usual CoE type thing, it's a "brand" of church. A quick google suggests it's basically a cult with some very serious accusations against the founder and his teachings and some very troubling attitudes towards women.
The thing that backs this up, is the fact the wife does absolutely everything. To the point where it's borderline slavery. The husband appears to not lift a finger to do anything. The shopping, cutting the grass, taking things to the dump, filling up windscreen washer fluid, washing the car, hoovering the car, decorating, building furniture. Absolutely everything is done by the wife while the gormless husband looks on. Came out last week and the wife was down on her hands and knees on the driveway taking the stabilisers off their kids bike with a spanner while the husband stood over her watching. I'm not saying there should be pink and blue jobs but the wife does every single job to the point that it's blatantly obvious the husband does zero.
She's super friendly and chats away to me, he's basically a deaf mute. Has barely uttered a word to me in 2 years.
When i lived in Manchester City Centre i had a guy below who used to bounce a basket ball off the walls for hours on end. When asked about he claimed he didn't realise the sound travelled!
On a more pleasant note, when i lived in London the girl below played the cello in the Philharmonic so used to hear her practicing - i felt very civilised!
No really weird neighbour stories i'm afraid, but there's time yet!!
I lived in a terraced street once and had a neighbour who'd go out and sit in his clapped out car, start the engine and smoke a cigar. Once, his car was right outside my open window so the stinking fumes of a cold, rich engine were wafting the 1.5m straight into my house. When I went out and tapped on his window and told him it wasn't very nice he was livid! What was it to do with me? Public street...paid my road tax! etc...
We've recently moved into a new build. 4 houses in our little street cum cul-de-sac.
Next door but one are the odd ones. They moved in afer us, but never seem to be in. Blinds and curtains are always closed, their car seems to appear outside at about 10pm and leaves by about 9am every night. No other visitors.
Trying to work out what the score is with that one.
Other than that we're the annoying neighbours with the barking dog. We are working on it I promise.
Not my current house, but I used to have a neighbour who taped newspaper to every window in his house so it was 100% blocked from view. He also had a Robin Reliant that had every available bit of space filled with newspapers – newspapers absolutely everywhere apart from a small gap for him. There were rumours that he was a convicted paedophile but, looking back, I reckon he was probably just a very lonely man with compulsive hoarding issues and tongues just wagged. I have occasionally thought about him over the years – had I been a bit more mature at the time (I was in my 20s when I lived there) I might have tried to reach out to him.
Neighbour screaming "tree murderers!" at the tree surgeons taking down the rotten walnut tree in our garden. And a few months later when her cat got run over and lost a leg, she claimed to the police, local paper and RSPCA that my wife had done it with the garden gate.
Thankfully they inherited some money and sold up. The people who bought the house had to more or less gut it, it was filthy. Maybe something to do with all her other cats.