[Closed] weird things left in your house by previous occupants

If you're putting up wallpaper, first get some red paint and write "I Will Kill Again" on the wall. Then paper over it.

Ah yes. Slash the thread, as the kids say:

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First thing I do when I move in is go scavenging ever since the great fireworks find of 2002 (not my flat sadly).

Not found much in our house, a 60's penny wedged under a cupboard wall, a 70's Daily Record (the missing woman on the front page still hasn't been found http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Renee_MacRae ) and a load of bad DIY that mostly hovered around the 'dangerous' level. Before we move out we will probably have some fun burying stuff in the foundations, burning pentagrams into the underside of floorboards and all the other usual stuff 😛

I remember the dreadlock voodo horse head thread that was on the old forum wasn't it?

Lifesize cardboard cutout of Sarah Michelle Geller

^soiled or unsoiled?

Box in the rafters of the garage was full of library books that had been borrowed some 15 years before we moved in and never returned. They were all weight loss books and porn novels. I got an image of an obese man doing unmentionable things to himself in the lounge and we moved out as soon as the lease expired.

Pk13 that is very sad. Children and money - we had someone at work who was bemoaning home costs for her mum and was almost over the moon when she RIPd before going in.

My sister's place was previously occupied by an old disabled couple, one of whom was bed-bound in the lounge downstairs.

She moved in and they'd left pretty much all their mobility aids including walking frames and lifts for bathing.

They'd also left basically a whole hospital bed in the lounge.

The hospital had to come out and clear it for her.

A paraffin fueled heater, in the loft. Looked like they used it to warm the loft space. Didn't look that safe to me!

Clearing the attic in my first house, on my own and no electricity, so just a small flash light. I cam across a framed photograph of the tomb stone of Dylan Thomas.

My name, by the way, is Dylan Thomas 😯

2 things here. A f00kin massive ancient safe (which was an utter pig to move) and a 3Kw generator. Safe sold to some bloke that drove from the other end of the country to pick it up for next to nothing so I was clearly offering the bargain of the century, and the genny works perfectly...

Not our house but an elderly poacher who was also schizophrenic lived happily in our street and was the local "character", taking the odd fish from the local reservoirs. Local Fly Fishing Association tried five times to sue him and failed but succeeded on the sixth attempt. They were awarded £60,000 and to pay that his cottage was taken off him and sold. When he came out from a spell in hospital and found his house boarded up it all kicked off and - long story cut short - he ended up in a special home in Blackpool, pale, overweight and drugged. Some bloke bought the cottage and began gentrifying it. A neighbour and I went round to ask him if we could look after the old boy's possessions, his paints and easel and superbly detailed bird portraits, his model railway and his angling equipment. He refused saying he would only hand the stuff over if we got a solicitor's letter. We did and we went back a few days later and the ****er had thrown the lot in a skip - or sold it. What a miserable, hateful to55er.

£60k for the odd fish?

If you're putting up wallpaper, first get some red paint and write "I Will Kill Again" on the wall. Then paper over it.

A friend of mine stripped 150 years worth of wallpaper, when he got back to the original plaster there were charcoal drawings of someone who looked just like him.... hanging from a noose.

Local Fly Fishing Association

A 2000m (yep, 2km) roll of cling film.

I can only assume they were using it to pack with, but it's actually very good stuff and it means I can pass it on to my kids when I die.

It was a long-running saga; he was a clever bloke and had always insisted on defending himself in court as he knew the law better than most of the magistrates and the junior solicitors who were employed by the fly fishing association. He seemed to be able to run rings around them but had humiliated them enough so they brought in a big gun and got their revenge.

many years ago my dad bought the house next door to us with the plan to knock through and turn it into one big house. we found an old victorian mangle in the cellar that was still in working condition. it was so big and heavy i dont know how the previous owner managed to get it down there. it was still there when the house got sold.
i did a rummage around in a house my brother bought and found a plastic wallet with a collection of sixpence coins which i still have to this day. i also found a 1 ounce ingot of fine sterling silver. i the last house i found 2 more of these ingots.
in our current house i found nothing, but its up for sale and the house we've got our eyes on has a massive piano in the cellar

We left a load of stuff in our last house, moved using a transit, after the seventh trip that day i'd had enough. New owner didn't contact us, perhaps they made good use of it.

in assorted houses

large cardboard box of 70s grumble
a projector & viewing screen setup in the loft, but no film
pile of 60s newspapers, presumably all from around the date the house was built

Drugs. In a couple of houses. It seems that on top of the kitchen cupboards is the place to stash your dope.

A mouse. At least one anyway.
We moved to our current house in 2000.
It was the usual fraught affair, with us due to take occupancy from midday.
The lady who was moving out, with help from her teenage son and a relative, we're working hard, but we didn't get to begin moving in til about 2pm.
The departing lady, apologised and told us ther were two boxes and a few odds n sods in the loft and asked if we were ok with her popping back two days later to collect them. We were fine with that and cracked on.
We were woken the next two nights on several occasions, by the sound of something scurrying about in the roof space.
"Bollocks" , I thought, trust me to buy the infested house !
Anyway two days later the very apologetic former owner popped round to get her stuff from the loft.
We never heard the rodent after that and can only assume it nested in one of her boxes in the loft during the day .
I hope it ( they) enjoyed their new home !

In our current house- zip/nothing. The house clearance people utterly cleared it out apart from the fixtures/units and carpets.

On the carpets- all nailed down with upto 6inch nails in copious amounts. Under the underlay in the back living room I found a large dark brown circle in the floorboards with matted/stuck together underlay layers above. I know the previous owners first wife had died in that room quite young some 50yrs+ ago of cancer. Could she have laid their undiscovered?

As of last weeks move - owner moved abroad and rented then sold house, could not be arsed to fly back to clear stuff out of garage so....

1920s wooden skis
Crampons (modern)
Ice axes
Carbon Fibre kayak paddle
Turbo trainer Tacx
2 bikes (+ 2 BSOs) + innertubes + clip-on aero bars, locks, brake blocks etc
3 topeak multi-tools (one un-opened)
Makita drill driver set
Bosh sander + drill + jigsaw
Drills normal & SDS / Screws etc.
Chisel set
BIG set of teak garden furniture (plus another flimsy set)
Tripple alloy ladder
1.5km Cat5 cable
Hayter petrol lawnmower
electic mower
hedge trimmer

Wife could not understand why I was collecting all this stuff before the rubbish clearance man came,

I can win this one easily.

Naked photos of the former occupant.

I bought the flat, which had been rented for years, with all the furniture, which even included a piano !

Tucked under the lining paper in a chest of drawers, I found an envelope with old print photos of the young woman who used to live there in various states of undress.

And no, I don't have them any more, a friend purloined them.

"Self piercing, instant locking, stainless steel pig rings"; a dusty old koala toy that plays a creepy little melody, sometimes at random times without winding it up; a big bell jar full of blood; some rusty steel hooks that are apparently for sticking behind a pig's achilles tendons to hang them up; and a shelf full of now illegal weedkilling chemicals.

A Webley service revolver and ammo.

Looked a lot like WW2 surprlus, it had survived in the loft for twenty odd years and aside from the vaguest hint of surface rust it looked in good nick.

The local Rozzers came to collect it. We asked them if it was familiar to them as the previous owner was a retired copper himself.

Burried pit/mini cellar equipped as a growing room

MASSIVE THANKS

it was decades ago just after i was a student not my current house

Moved about 50 miles away from Kilnsey in the Dales to a house previously lived in by an old lady who died a year earlier. There were a few ornaments of the pot dog variety and on the mantelpiece was a postcard of Kilnsey Trout Farm with my old house clearly visible.

Naked photos of the former occupant.

A mate found a homemade VHS of the previous owners 'on the job' in a house he'd bought from his good friends - the previous owners...

He gave it back to them and swore that he hadn't watched it.

Moved into our present house in 1996 and when redecorating one of the bedrooms stripped off the wallpaper to find a stunning line painting of Marvin Hagler done by a guy called Richard Sloane. He now lives and works in America and has drawn all the great boxers, was a good friend of Joe Frazier and his paintings go for thousands.
If only I could have got the plaster off the wall intact!

Naked photos of the former occupant.

Same here - although in a holdall full of cards and love letters in the shed rather than the house

Our loft was full of magazines dating back to 1910 of these people

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theosophical_Society

We stripped back the bathroom to the brick and in some poured concrete there was a father and son hand print from about 50 years ago (I forget the names but it is still there under the floor.

An entire house worth of contents. All brand new. Furniture, bedding, towels, electronics, cuttlery, appliances. Everything.

The previous owners moved to Australia and did up the house ready to be used as a holiday let. They purchased everything new but then the house wan't used, at all. When they sold it to us we were told everything would be shipped to Oz but the previous owners couldn't be bothered arranging shipping so they just said we could have everything.

Not in the house but a whole selection of mole and gin traps in the shed, plus when using a minidigger in the garden to dig a soakaway we unearthed the remains of 3 big dogs wrapped in plastic sheeting, the smelly goo that dripped out stank to high heaven

Dog poo.
In our previous house the folk we bought from couldn't be arsed to clean up about 2weeks of dog eggs from the back.
We knew where they had moved to, so we bagged up thelot and dropped it off with a polite note saying they had left "this"behind. 🙂

we unearthed the remains of 3 big dogs wrapped in plastic sheeting, the smelly goo that dripped out stank to high heaven

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In one of the many rented houses I lived in in Cardiff, a bubble started to form in the living room ceiling...

went upstairs to the bathroom to try and find the leak, lifted the carpet and a section of the floor behind the sink came up with it, revealing several syringes and a burnt spoon. Picked up one of the syringes and squirted the contents down the loo, but managed to prick my thumb in the process.

Was very relieved when the doctor told me AIDs only lasts for a short time outside of the body...

FACK- nevermind that Hep B/C - but they only live for so long. So a family member was a secret addict..

The PO left us a ladies 'massager' and a male enhancement ring :), as well as a load of baby pics, kids scrapbooks and the like.

We did debate dropping the personal items off where she (the PO) worked (a school), but we were buying after her marriage failed, she obviously hadn't cleaned since her ex moved out and she'd been 3 sheets to the wind every time we'd been round for a viewing, we figured it might push her over the edge.

Do still wonder if she'll regret leaving the kid's stuff one day though.

Not something that was left but something that arrived. We moved into a house in woodhouse, leeds which had subscriptions to fairly militant fundamentalist islamic materials and [b]very[/b] extreme sex toy catalogues. In the same name.

A walled up wardrobe, with various 70's children's clothing. They'd just hung the plaster board on top of the wardrobe doors

Anyway

First house - a dingy and foot pump (still have that foot pump now and it often comes in useful).

Second house - nothing as it had been derelict for 50 years.

Present house - about 20 rolls of insulation tape in various colours, a pair of secateurs, an old butter knife and a Philips screwdriver.

In the attic in our house in France was a collection of school exercise books, and a false arm. The house had been unoccupied for many years and the story was that the son of the house had lost his arm in an accident and then been killed in another a few months later. The parents had kept all his school books and the false arm as mementos, very sad.

Various garden tools and a flymo lawnmower. As back garden alone is 35 mtrs by 10mtrs, I used it once then gave it away and bought a petrol one.

Hand grenade kindly buries in garden, whcih was then dug up by my daughter with a rake when whe was about 7. 3 police cars and an army bomb disposal trucj later, it was a dud. Have pics somewhere!