Hearing your neighbours "at it"
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And unfortunately I don't meant "at it" in that kind of way. Apologies for this rambling post, but I only had a couple of hours sleep last night thanks to this, so I'm feeling rather sorry for myself.
At what point in hearing your neighbours fighting does it become acceptable to dial 999? If it was a "stereotypical" domestic where he's walloping the living daylights out of her and she's screaming blue murder, then it would be asap. But when it's the case of listening to neighbours where the female party regularly does "The Mental" (and to be honest, she's wasted as she is - she'd have made an excellent parade/drill sergeant), and it's difficult to tell when/if it's getting physical, when do you call the cops? After the first hour? After 3 am? After the furniture smashing noises start?
I find myself agonising over this every time. It doesn't help that when it does happen it's generally Fri or Sat night after pub/club kicking out time, and we're in the back end of beyond and nearest police station is miles away (and in the city). It also doesn't help that, because I get to hear what the woman's like, I'm a little bit scared she may take it on herself to sort me out too.
And yes I called the police, this time.
At what point in hearing your neighbours fighting does it become acceptable to dial 999? If it was a "stereotypical" domestic where he's walloping the living daylights out of her and she's screaming blue murder, then it would be asap. But when it's the case of listening to neighbours where the female party regularly does "The Mental" (and to be honest, she's wasted as she is - she'd have made an excellent parade/drill sergeant), and it's difficult to tell when/if it's getting physical, when do you call the cops? After the first hour? After 3 am? After the furniture smashing noises start?
I find myself agonising over this every time. It doesn't help that when it does happen it's generally Fri or Sat night after pub/club kicking out time, and we're in the back end of beyond and nearest police station is miles away (and in the city). It also doesn't help that, because I get to hear what the woman's like, I'm a little bit scared she may take it on herself to sort me out too.
And yes I called the police, this time.
Cock Womble said:
oldbanger said:
And yes I called the police, this time.
I'm glad you don't live downstairs from me.Merlot said:
As my neighbour is a singleton, I would probably call the mental hospital first if I heard her shouting at herself! 
That reminds me of an old shared house. There was one occupant already there when the rest of us moved in, and he used to bark, howl and talk to himself in the night. Oh how we laughed.Unfortunately after I and the 4th resident both moved away, he smashed his way into the bathroom one night and tried to sexually assault my other female housemate.
Last time it happened to me when in the UK, the Police tried convince me that the neighbours were just having noisy sex.
I asked for the officer's number and told him that when the murder was committed I would give this to the newspapers. They were round in a few minutes then, and sadly she was taken off in an ambulance.
Also called the NSPCC once after concerns about some other neighbours many years ago.
I asked for the officer's number and told him that when the murder was committed I would give this to the newspapers. They were round in a few minutes then, and sadly she was taken off in an ambulance.
Also called the NSPCC once after concerns about some other neighbours many years ago.
Used to happen in a flat next to business premises I once owned, Young 20’s single mum, her 50 something Greek obese café owner, would come round and give her one, then they would end up kicking the sxxt out of each other.
I remember one Christmas Eve sitting in my office late at night, not knowing whether I should phone the police or social services. I had mixed emotions when their baby died supposedly of “cot death”. The police did speak to me, but to no avail, since before the year was out, another baby was introduced to their violent world.
I remember one Christmas Eve sitting in my office late at night, not knowing whether I should phone the police or social services. I had mixed emotions when their baby died supposedly of “cot death”. The police did speak to me, but to no avail, since before the year was out, another baby was introduced to their violent world.
v15ben said:
I was once sat watching TV one evening when I heard a loud slanging match through the walls. Next thing I know one of the neighbours is being put up against the wall just through from my TV set! Really put me off the show I was watching that did
'Here comes the wall...!'?
I wish I'd not read that.
king bLuckily my neighbour shuts up when I go round, stand there with my finger on the bell until he goes quiet, open the post flap and ask him politely but in no uncertain manner to hold his noise or there would be trouble.
He lives on his own but still has occasional heated arguments with himself at silly hours. It took us about a year to work out that he was mentally disabled from a motorbike accident, not just drunk.
He lives on his own but still has occasional heated arguments with himself at silly hours. It took us about a year to work out that he was mentally disabled from a motorbike accident, not just drunk.
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