Quiet street on the section I live on but the lass who lives opposite, me and the other neighbours think is an escort or a dealer or one of those only fans models, hazarding a guess she's probably between 18-24, at first we thought an older bloke had bought it as he was there most days doing a ton of work filling skips on the driveway, now we see him picking up and dropping a 3 or 4 year old kid off so assume it's her grandad, the kid is rarely there though.
Few occasions we've seen her run out the house not wearing a lot and palming something in her hand to people through a car window before they drive and she runs back in the house.
There's often random cars parked on her driveway over night and sometimes we will see younger lads leave the house in the morning and get into a taxi.
She always has her blinds closed all day all night too, did see her out in the village before dressed to the nines with an older gentleman (not who we think her grandad is) and when she clocked us she tried to hide behind him, all a bit odd.
We're end-of-terrace so no worries one way but next door are two elderly ladies being looked after by a relly in his 30s. I have never seen the ladies in two years and the never opened curtains make it look like it should be condemned. However their stairs are against our party wall (sic) and they 've never complained about my music although I do knock it off fairly early. Neighbours the other way are fantastic, do anything for you, we reciprocate by sharing our green bins and making parking available if needed. Had a street party on Sunday, all generations, and it went on for 5 hours, pissed and knackered. Very good though. So like most, mixed but generally very good.
First place I lived at (end terrace house), the house diagonally opposite was a drug den. Fairly quiet to be fair but it had folk calling at all hours of the day and night, there was always a light on somewhere. Seemed to be mostly students. Occasionally there'd be a bit more noise as a visitor tried to wake the occupants by throwing pebbles against the window - I guess the dealers must have passed out for a bit. 😂
After 2-3 years of this, the place got ram-raided by the police about 4am one day. Full on raid - absolute silence then the whole street was woken by the crash of the door going in and a lot of shouting then a load of police cars which had obviously been parked up quietly around the corner all came screaming into the street.
Oh and the man directly opposite mine set fire to his bedroom once. Thick black smoke pouring out of the window. He survived.
The same old house that I no longer live in - the very attractive girl that lived directly opposite occasionally read the Yellow Pages in her bedroom with the curtains open.
The weird thing is that I sold the house and moved on!
And another from me. Former tenant next door was once referred to by the local newspaper as the most prolific house breaker in my town. Fortunately he had just enough sense not to poop on his own doorstep. But, coming to the end of a spell in prison, he decided to do a bunk whilst out on a day ticket from a low security unit. Cue the police waking me up in the small hours every day for about 2 weeks knocking next door to see if he had returned. Sometimes up to 6 coppers at the front, and they never did place anyone to cover the back gate!
Out of interest, am I right in assuming such a thing is completely illegal, whereas making the same statement Viz sheep is totally ok?
Shooting a dog to protect a child from attack would not be illegal, if it was reasonable force - ie. there was no realistic alternative. It is what police firearms officers do if they are called to a dog attack.
I've bought a new gigantic broom since this event. Its not migrated from the doorstep just yet.
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Blinds and curtains are always closed
We have one of those in our street. Every single blind is always closed in the house. Never once seen any of them open at any time of day or year. Family with a couple of kids and a dog. Utterly bizarre.
I used to live around the corner (but thankfully not within earshot) of this outsider art 'venue' house run by "Nigel Noize".
http://the-67.com/
Kind of cool!
First place I lived in Australia we had a meth dealer next door. Took us a while to work out. He was very affable. Someone must have tipped off the cops but gave our address, so we got raided as I was heading to football training one evening.
They came back one week later to the hour, with guns and dogs. He had so many locks on the door he had time to get rid of everything in the house before they got in.
The people over the road were much worse. They’d go on benders and have massive fights at 3am. I thought one of them was going to get killed eventually. Seven cop cars was the most that turned up.
“Nigel Noize”.
http://the-67.com/Kind of cool!
What the hell is that website, I thought geocities was shut down about 20 years ago.
Our next door neighbour refuses to use his recycling bin. Instead what he does is sneaks out with full black bags and puts them in other peoples bins if they've left them out. Did it to me once just after they'd been emptied, took it out and put it next to his back door. Not happened since.
My blinds are generally closed as my living room window is litteraly on the pavement so it's more a privacy thing.
They are opaque though so let plenty of light in whilst stopping passers by having a good old rubber neck.
They are opaque though so let plenty of light in
That word does not mean what you think it does!
very attractive girl that lived directly opposite occasionally read the Yellow Pages in her bedroom with the curtains open
Thank you for introducing me to a new euphemism!
The row of neighbours facing us are all 'older' housing association so unfortunately have a regular turn over of ambulances and new faces..
We made a friend move into the semi-detach house next door... I suggested it (half joking), another friend booked the viewing for her, and then we convince the old neighbours (lovely couple who moved into one of the housing association places opposite) that her mortgage holdup was just a silly mistake and not to pull-out of the sale.. Been there about 8 years now, and are ace (we might have turned into one big Covid household for a while).
Old neighbours the other side were a young couple, she cheated on him, while he was at work, and all the oldies opposite knew and wanted gossip... We tried to be sociable (pre-affair), but not over bearing, but 'she' almost hid from us, every time we walked down the drive (really no idea why). He found another nicer lady and moved on. Couple in there now came from a rough estate, and have taken some time to come to terms with the street being full of (mainly) nice ppl, who aren't out to abuse him and his (impaired) son. After being very quiet he's now chatting to everyone.
To be fair we’re probably the weird neighbours with the untidy garden etc….
However I pity the burglar that breaks in on my street. Once in a neighbourhood watch meeting (mostly pensioners) the conversation got around to what would you do is someone broke in while you were home? The answers went sort of like the scene in pulp fiction when Butch leaves the dungeon.
“I have a baseball bat for intruders”.
“We have a pickaxe handle at the top of the stairs”.
“there’s a machete in our house”.
“Well, we have a sword”.
Etc. Etc.
The poor PCSO that was in attendance didn’t know where to look as she studiously pretended, she couldn’t hear any of the discussion!
All my immediate neighbours seem pretty normal and my only general annoyance is the amount of yappy dogs in the neighbourhood. As well as banning the Bully XL they should ban any dog breed that yaps instead of woofs. It should also be illegal to shout more than once at your yappy dog to tell it to be quiet, how do people not realise them constantly yelling at a yapping dog is even more irritating than just the dog yapping. ...and relax...
Ohh, how could I forget this one! My current neighbour likes to sunbathe naked. Obviously, when she is working in the garden she has more modesty – she usually puts on a thong when she mows the lawn. When my girls were younger, they used to move the trampoline closer to the dividing fence so they could jump up to see and shout 'I can see boobies'! The neighbour (who is lovely) found it very amusing. She has absolutely no inhibitions about it - she'll happily talk over the fence to me when naked.
Unfortunately, she is quite a fair few years older than the beautiful girl who lived opposite me in my old house so it's not in any way sensual 🙂
One of our neighbours moved from Scotland to Stowmarket in Suffolk, quite possibly the most bland town in the world, it makes beige look colourful.
One of our neighbours moved from Scotland to Stowmarket in Suffolk, quite possibly the most bland town in the world, it makes beige look colourful.
One of the few who make it out of Renfrew probably.
they had one awful bored Dashound that barks at everyone and everything constantly
I take your one bored Dachshund hat barks at everyone and everything constantly and raise you SEVEN bored Dachshund's that bark at everyone and everything constantly. The chorus of barking is quickly followed by the neighbour shouting their names at the top of her voice, which just results in them barking even more.
It should also be illegal to shout more than once at your yappy dog to tell it to be quiet, how do people not realise them constantly yelling at a yapping dog is even more irritating than just the dog yapping. …and relax…
Wise words.
I'm gonna 'fess up to being the weirdo who goes kayaking in the local river. This sounds fairly innocuous but the quickest way there is to take my boat on a trolley via the main street into town. So, all the locals get to see me slip-slapping along in a wetsuit some mornings!
^^
Like the Man from Atlantis 🤣
@finephilly That's just to cover that you enjoy dressing in rubber and going out in public! 🤣
@tagnut69 We have others!
That word does not mean what you think it does!
Translucent. I think that's what I meant.
I'm sticking with translucent!
I only popped in here to see if my cycling neighbour mentioned us! 😀
I guess that means they are the weirdos!
Our other neighbour are always bodging repairs to their house. Gaffer taping the chimney pot back up was a favourite of mine. You can imagine how long that stayed up!
No one live near Mr Miller at 666 the local vicar who is also a serial killer
I was the weirdo who skied everywhere around Wednesfield and later Bruntsfield (not so weird there it seems) whenever there was snow.
Old place - out in the country, could never workout why late at night the conservatory in our former smiddy/cart house was always brightly lit in colour. Ex superstar DJ (here we go) apparently!
And +1 for being fed up with Yappy! Put in a 9 year stretch
My winter night riding often gets comments from the neighbours. They think I'm mad, they're probably right.
Think I'm the weird neighbour who makes ham fisted attempts to ride a funny little bike over small stacks pallets in the back garden. Danny Macaskill I aint.
No one live near Mr Miller at 666 the local vicar who is also a serial killer
At 999 they make a living from crime, but the house is always empty because they’re all doing time.
A criminally underrated song / album.
Guy over the back gets pissed and listens to music in the garden. No that's not weird, what's weird is that it's Through The Echoes by Paolo Nutini every second or third song. "ALEXA, PLAY PAOLO NUTINI!". Sometimes he sings along, but he doesn't know the words despite having played it 20 times in an afternoon.
He likes Foster and Allen's version of Nobody's Child as well but that only comes on maybe twice an hour.
the lass who lives opposite, me and the other neighbours think is an escort or a dealer or one of those only fans models
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the very attractive girl that lived directly opposite occasionally read the Yellow Pages in her bedroom with the curtains open.
Years ago, there was a lass across the way from me who would close the curtains to get undressed of an evening. Then having done so, fling them open again stark bollock naked. Imagine my horror as a teenager.
My current neighbour likes to sunbathe naked.
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Used to have an old Jewish sax player lived above me(Tenement) and he was a difficult neighbour and talked about me to the other neighbours, and the neighbours to me. Sax practise every weekend with a thump thump thump keeping time on floor above my living room.
One incident caused much mayhem and i think he blamed me, ok it was my fault. I was spraying GT85 on the bike just outside my door and i heard the commotion. Seems gt85 on smooth concrete is a bit slippery, and WOOSH down the stairs he went arse over tit. I do feel bad, he was in his 70's.
I lived in a run down terraced house in Homerton as a student in the late 90s.* There weren’t any other students around so we were definitely the weird neighbours.
We never saw any of the neighbours, but their way of telling us off if we’d kept them up late was to put the same god awful R&B song on repeat at a very high volume before they left for work in the morning. Many hangovers were exacerbated by that song.
*there was a room called The Grim Room and blood(?) crucifixes daubed on the back of each door by the previous owner. Then they built the Olympic stadium up the road so i expect it’s nicer now.
very attractive girl that lived directly opposite occasionally read the Yellow Pages in her bedroom with the curtains open
Thank you for introducing me to a new euphemism!
Is that one euphemism or two?
very attractive girl that lived directly opposite occasionally read the Yellow Pages in her bedroom with the curtains open
Thank you for introducing me to a new euphemism!
Is that one euphemism or two?
Double Word Score!
Used to have an old Jewish sax player lived above me(Tenement) and he was a difficult neighbour and talked about me to the other neighbours, and the neighbours to me. Sax practise every weekend with a thump thump thump keeping time on floor above my living room.
One incident caused much mayhem and i think he blamed me, ok it was my fault. I was spraying GT85 on the bike just outside my door and i heard the commotion. Seems gt85 on smooth concrete is a bit slippery, and WOOSH down the stairs he went arse over tit. I do feel bad, he was in his 70’s.
That's the problem these days. Too much sax and violence.
Bet they don't show it on channel 4...
Shocking.
I used to live next to an oddball bloke in Highbury who had little success with women but always managed to find smart blonde women to rent rooms in his house. My study was opposite their bathroom and the cheapskate installed cane roller blinds which, when the light's on, are completely see-through.
The weirdest thing my current set of neighbours have done is to die en masse. Next doors both sides and four across the road in a short spell.
witches!
Guy over the back gets pissed and listens to music in the garden
Young lad (training to be a primary school teacher) next door used to sit on the back step and smoke a joint at about 5pm ad listen to the shittiest MOR mum-rock and R&B through his shitty phone speakers. He loved his Maria, Witney and Celine. would sing along in a terrible falsetto.
Trying to work out if I’ve won the lottery of life or massively missing out in my friendly / normal / sociable street. Keep em coming.