Odd things your neighbours do?
Discussion
Our neighbours have recently retired and the oddness has been ramped up significantly. Added to the return of their son (who appears not to work so has plenty of time to spy on/interfere with everyone else's business) from wherever he's been sans wife and kids.
He lives in the house opposite his parents on the same street but they all seem to share both houses. Not terribly odd except that they seem to have dinner in one house, sleep in the other, use the drive of the one opposite the one they sleep in and so on. Most confusing of all was the hire of a removal firm who turned up, complete with Luton van to move the contents of house A into house B. They are literally 30 feet door to door. For weeks afterwards we would often see 65 year old husband wandering in the road from house A to B carrying a single shoe, a tea towel, a hat etc.
The random living arrangements do provide amusement but what's less amusing has been the recent obsession with bins, parking and drainage. The son upon his return has decided to initiate a "parking war" and so has been building what I can only describe as a "fort" out of wheelie bins to stop people parking outside their house. Fine, I can't be arsed to get involved and just park somewhere else but it is causing pandemonium with cars littering the street and at funny angles to avoid bloody wheelie bins every evening. What DOES piss me off is they have a drive, two garages and one car which is ALWAYS in a parking bay thus removing another space for non freaks to park.
Meh, not worth getting into a dispute over. Unfortunately with all the rain their downpipes came off at the front and back of their house and flooded our patio with s
tty water. Rear one fixed by hiring a man but apparently the front one was far more complicated and the water board (!) needed to come out, the inference being it was something to do with our drains. Water board man asked them to stop wasting everyone's time, fix their own soakaway and departed so they have installed a 40 litre butt to catch all the water from their roof. Result of course is that every time it rains the lid bursts off and floods our patio. This is an on-going problem as I haven't worked out how to explain to someone clearly this thick that this solution isn't working, will never work, and is stupid.
Bloody woman keeps peeping through my kitchen window when she thinks we're not around and striking up conversations about drains over the fence when I'm trying to read a book in my own garden as well. She's terribly interested in what we're up to which doesn't particularly bother me but she does accost me when I'm clearly in a rush or ring the bell at 9 at night on a Friday to tell me all about her bloody guttering which is becoming wearisome.
He lives in the house opposite his parents on the same street but they all seem to share both houses. Not terribly odd except that they seem to have dinner in one house, sleep in the other, use the drive of the one opposite the one they sleep in and so on. Most confusing of all was the hire of a removal firm who turned up, complete with Luton van to move the contents of house A into house B. They are literally 30 feet door to door. For weeks afterwards we would often see 65 year old husband wandering in the road from house A to B carrying a single shoe, a tea towel, a hat etc.
The random living arrangements do provide amusement but what's less amusing has been the recent obsession with bins, parking and drainage. The son upon his return has decided to initiate a "parking war" and so has been building what I can only describe as a "fort" out of wheelie bins to stop people parking outside their house. Fine, I can't be arsed to get involved and just park somewhere else but it is causing pandemonium with cars littering the street and at funny angles to avoid bloody wheelie bins every evening. What DOES piss me off is they have a drive, two garages and one car which is ALWAYS in a parking bay thus removing another space for non freaks to park.
Meh, not worth getting into a dispute over. Unfortunately with all the rain their downpipes came off at the front and back of their house and flooded our patio with s
tty water. Rear one fixed by hiring a man but apparently the front one was far more complicated and the water board (!) needed to come out, the inference being it was something to do with our drains. Water board man asked them to stop wasting everyone's time, fix their own soakaway and departed so they have installed a 40 litre butt to catch all the water from their roof. Result of course is that every time it rains the lid bursts off and floods our patio. This is an on-going problem as I haven't worked out how to explain to someone clearly this thick that this solution isn't working, will never work, and is stupid. Bloody woman keeps peeping through my kitchen window when she thinks we're not around and striking up conversations about drains over the fence when I'm trying to read a book in my own garden as well. She's terribly interested in what we're up to which doesn't particularly bother me but she does accost me when I'm clearly in a rush or ring the bell at 9 at night on a Friday to tell me all about her bloody guttering which is becoming wearisome.
FailHere said:
My neighbours seem ok, so it must be me.
do you:- 'assist' your neighbours with their refuse disposal needs?
- obsessively check things in public?
- develop your own innovative methods for doing things around the house and garden which are incredibly effective?
- believe you have ownership over a part of the street as well as your house?
- fk the Mrs very loudly?
- live with members of the extended family for no discernable reason?
- conduct numerous times a day the things other people do maybe once daily?
- assume other neighbours are s, and silently seethe/plot against them despite having never spoken to or interacted with them in any way?
Blown2CV said:
FailHere said:
My neighbours seem ok, so it must be me.
do you:- 'assist' your neighbours with their refuse disposal needs?
- obsessively check things in public?
- develop your own innovative methods for doing things around the house and garden which are incredibly effective?
- believe you have ownership over a part of the street as well as your house?
- fk the Mrs very loudly?
- live with members of the extended family for no discernable reason?
- conduct numerous times a day the things other people do maybe once daily?
- assume other neighbours are s, and silently seethe/plot against them despite having never spoken to or interacted with them in any way?
FailHere said:
Blown2CV said:
FailHere said:
My neighbours seem ok, so it must be me.
do you:- 'assist' your neighbours with their refuse disposal needs?
- obsessively check things in public?
- develop your own innovative methods for doing things around the house and garden which are incredibly effective?
- believe you have ownership over a part of the street as well as your house?
- fk the Mrs very loudly?
- live with members of the extended family for no discernable reason?
- conduct numerous times a day the things other people do maybe once daily?
- assume other neighbours are s, and silently seethe/plot against them despite having never spoken to or interacted with them in any way?
FailHere said:
Blown2CV said:
FailHere said:
My neighbours seem ok, so it must be me.
do you:- 'assist' your neighbours with their refuse disposal needs?
- obsessively check things in public?
- develop your own innovative methods for doing things around the house and garden which are incredibly effective?
- believe you have ownership over a part of the street as well as your house?
- fk the Mrs very loudly?
- live with members of the extended family for no discernable reason?
- conduct numerous times a day the things other people do maybe once daily?
- assume other neighbours are s, and silently seethe/plot against them despite having never spoken to or interacted with them in any way?
Lewi25 said:
We have new neighbours now, so quiet compared to the last ones who had 3 very loud children.
But the chap is always outside half naked, It's not the worst thing that he's not got a top on but I've never seen him with one on. Rain or shine he's got his man boobs out, very weird.
bit council!But the chap is always outside half naked, It's not the worst thing that he's not got a top on but I've never seen him with one on. Rain or shine he's got his man boobs out, very weird.
StoatInACoat said:
Our neighbours have recently retired and the oddness has been ramped up significantly. Added to the return of their son (who appears not to work so has plenty of time to spy on/interfere with everyone else's business) from wherever he's been sans wife and kids.
He lives in the house opposite his parents on the same street but they all seem to share both houses. Not terribly odd except that they seem to have dinner in one house, sleep in the other, use the drive of the one opposite the one they sleep in and so on. Most confusing of all was the hire of a removal firm who turned up, complete with Luton van to move the contents of house A into house B. They are literally 30 feet door to door. For weeks afterwards we would often see 65 year old husband wandering in the road from house A to B carrying a single shoe, a tea towel, a hat etc.
The random living arrangements do provide amusement but what's less amusing has been the recent obsession with bins, parking and drainage. The son upon his return has decided to initiate a "parking war" and so has been building what I can only describe as a "fort" out of wheelie bins to stop people parking outside their house. Fine, I can't be arsed to get involved and just park somewhere else but it is causing pandemonium with cars littering the street and at funny angles to avoid bloody wheelie bins every evening. What DOES piss me off is they have a drive, two garages and one car which is ALWAYS in a parking bay thus removing another space for non freaks to park.
Meh, not worth getting into a dispute over. Unfortunately with all the rain their downpipes came off at the front and back of their house and flooded our patio with stty water. Rear one fixed by hiring a man but apparently the front one was far more complicated and the water board (!) needed to come out, the inference being it was something to do with our drains. Water board man asked them to stop wasting everyone's time, fix their own soakaway and departed so they have installed a 40 litre butt to catch all the water from their roof. Result of course is that every time it rains the lid bursts off and floods our patio. This is an on-going problem as I haven't worked out how to explain to someone clearly this thick that this solution isn't working, will never work, and is stupid.
Bloody woman keeps peeping through my kitchen window when she thinks we're not around and striking up conversations about drains over the fence when I'm trying to read a book in my own garden as well. She's terribly interested in what we're up to which doesn't particularly bother me but she does accost me when I'm clearly in a rush or ring the bell at 9 at night on a Friday to tell me all about her bloody guttering which is becoming wearisome.
Clearly a rouse, they want you out. From their detached kitchen/dinner they've eyed up your place as the perfect bathroom. He lives in the house opposite his parents on the same street but they all seem to share both houses. Not terribly odd except that they seem to have dinner in one house, sleep in the other, use the drive of the one opposite the one they sleep in and so on. Most confusing of all was the hire of a removal firm who turned up, complete with Luton van to move the contents of house A into house B. They are literally 30 feet door to door. For weeks afterwards we would often see 65 year old husband wandering in the road from house A to B carrying a single shoe, a tea towel, a hat etc.
The random living arrangements do provide amusement but what's less amusing has been the recent obsession with bins, parking and drainage. The son upon his return has decided to initiate a "parking war" and so has been building what I can only describe as a "fort" out of wheelie bins to stop people parking outside their house. Fine, I can't be arsed to get involved and just park somewhere else but it is causing pandemonium with cars littering the street and at funny angles to avoid bloody wheelie bins every evening. What DOES piss me off is they have a drive, two garages and one car which is ALWAYS in a parking bay thus removing another space for non freaks to park.
Meh, not worth getting into a dispute over. Unfortunately with all the rain their downpipes came off at the front and back of their house and flooded our patio with s
tty water. Rear one fixed by hiring a man but apparently the front one was far more complicated and the water board (!) needed to come out, the inference being it was something to do with our drains. Water board man asked them to stop wasting everyone's time, fix their own soakaway and departed so they have installed a 40 litre butt to catch all the water from their roof. Result of course is that every time it rains the lid bursts off and floods our patio. This is an on-going problem as I haven't worked out how to explain to someone clearly this thick that this solution isn't working, will never work, and is stupid. Bloody woman keeps peeping through my kitchen window when she thinks we're not around and striking up conversations about drains over the fence when I'm trying to read a book in my own garden as well. She's terribly interested in what we're up to which doesn't particularly bother me but she does accost me when I'm clearly in a rush or ring the bell at 9 at night on a Friday to tell me all about her bloody guttering which is becoming wearisome.
The Crack Fox said:
Old people often go nuts, don't they?
My Grandad's neighbour was as old as him. My Grandad, for some reason, put up fake CCTV (sub BluePeter quality, and he needed a grown up to help with cutting out, thanks to his arthritic fingers). Old boy opposite took offence and threw stones at it. Grandad made more fake cameras, bog rolls painted black, essentially. Old boy bought a catapult and took pot shots at them. Grandad went round to beat him up. He's an ex coal miner with big fists. But he was knocking 90. The other old boy was also a bit handy, back in the day (1940's) and gave as good as he got. The Police turned up and (according to my Granny) couldn't separate them for laughing, they had a combined age of approaching 200. Both got a caution, my Grandad for trying to grab the young copper's radio off him. Both protagonists are now dead, probably scrapping at the pearly gates
My Grandad's neighbour was as old as him. My Grandad, for some reason, put up fake CCTV (sub BluePeter quality, and he needed a grown up to help with cutting out, thanks to his arthritic fingers). Old boy opposite took offence and threw stones at it. Grandad made more fake cameras, bog rolls painted black, essentially. Old boy bought a catapult and took pot shots at them. Grandad went round to beat him up. He's an ex coal miner with big fists. But he was knocking 90. The other old boy was also a bit handy, back in the day (1940's) and gave as good as he got. The Police turned up and (according to my Granny) couldn't separate them for laughing, they had a combined age of approaching 200. Both got a caution, my Grandad for trying to grab the young copper's radio off him. Both protagonists are now dead, probably scrapping at the pearly gates
There's enough there for a new comedy drama series.
I can just see the bit where the coppers are holding them apart and trying to caution and not laugh while the old fellas are glowering at each other.
Woman over the road insists on getting out her dustpan and brush to sweep the leaves and debris from the foot of her drive every morning at around 05:30.
Matters not if it's raining, or blowing a gale, she'll chase those fking leaves up the road.
If it's nice sahe'll do the same for a stretch around 30 yards each side of her house. Mentalist.
Matters not if it's raining, or blowing a gale, she'll chase those f
king leaves up the road.If it's nice sahe'll do the same for a stretch around 30 yards each side of her house. Mentalist.
WilsonWilson said:
StoatInACoat said:
Our neighbours have recently retired and the oddness has been ramped up significantly. Added to the return of their son (who appears not to work so has plenty of time to spy on/interfere with everyone else's business) from wherever he's been sans wife and kids.
He lives in the house opposite his parents on the same street but they all seem to share both houses. Not terribly odd except that they seem to have dinner in one house, sleep in the other, use the drive of the one opposite the one they sleep in and so on. Most confusing of all was the hire of a removal firm who turned up, complete with Luton van to move the contents of house A into house B. They are literally 30 feet door to door. For weeks afterwards we would often see 65 year old husband wandering in the road from house A to B carrying a single shoe, a tea towel, a hat etc.
The random living arrangements do provide amusement but what's less amusing has been the recent obsession with bins, parking and drainage. The son upon his return has decided to initiate a "parking war" and so has been building what I can only describe as a "fort" out of wheelie bins to stop people parking outside their house. Fine, I can't be arsed to get involved and just park somewhere else but it is causing pandemonium with cars littering the street and at funny angles to avoid bloody wheelie bins every evening. What DOES piss me off is they have a drive, two garages and one car which is ALWAYS in a parking bay thus removing another space for non freaks to park.
Meh, not worth getting into a dispute over. Unfortunately with all the rain their downpipes came off at the front and back of their house and flooded our patio with stty water. Rear one fixed by hiring a man but apparently the front one was far more complicated and the water board (!) needed to come out, the inference being it was something to do with our drains. Water board man asked them to stop wasting everyone's time, fix their own soakaway and departed so they have installed a 40 litre butt to catch all the water from their roof. Result of course is that every time it rains the lid bursts off and floods our patio. This is an on-going problem as I haven't worked out how to explain to someone clearly this thick that this solution isn't working, will never work, and is stupid.
Bloody woman keeps peeping through my kitchen window when she thinks we're not around and striking up conversations about drains over the fence when I'm trying to read a book in my own garden as well. She's terribly interested in what we're up to which doesn't particularly bother me but she does accost me when I'm clearly in a rush or ring the bell at 9 at night on a Friday to tell me all about her bloody guttering which is becoming wearisome.
Clearly a rouse, they want you out. From their detached kitchen/dinner they've eyed up your place as the perfect bathroom. He lives in the house opposite his parents on the same street but they all seem to share both houses. Not terribly odd except that they seem to have dinner in one house, sleep in the other, use the drive of the one opposite the one they sleep in and so on. Most confusing of all was the hire of a removal firm who turned up, complete with Luton van to move the contents of house A into house B. They are literally 30 feet door to door. For weeks afterwards we would often see 65 year old husband wandering in the road from house A to B carrying a single shoe, a tea towel, a hat etc.
The random living arrangements do provide amusement but what's less amusing has been the recent obsession with bins, parking and drainage. The son upon his return has decided to initiate a "parking war" and so has been building what I can only describe as a "fort" out of wheelie bins to stop people parking outside their house. Fine, I can't be arsed to get involved and just park somewhere else but it is causing pandemonium with cars littering the street and at funny angles to avoid bloody wheelie bins every evening. What DOES piss me off is they have a drive, two garages and one car which is ALWAYS in a parking bay thus removing another space for non freaks to park.
Meh, not worth getting into a dispute over. Unfortunately with all the rain their downpipes came off at the front and back of their house and flooded our patio with s
tty water. Rear one fixed by hiring a man but apparently the front one was far more complicated and the water board (!) needed to come out, the inference being it was something to do with our drains. Water board man asked them to stop wasting everyone's time, fix their own soakaway and departed so they have installed a 40 litre butt to catch all the water from their roof. Result of course is that every time it rains the lid bursts off and floods our patio. This is an on-going problem as I haven't worked out how to explain to someone clearly this thick that this solution isn't working, will never work, and is stupid. Bloody woman keeps peeping through my kitchen window when she thinks we're not around and striking up conversations about drains over the fence when I'm trying to read a book in my own garden as well. She's terribly interested in what we're up to which doesn't particularly bother me but she does accost me when I'm clearly in a rush or ring the bell at 9 at night on a Friday to tell me all about her bloody guttering which is becoming wearisome.
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