Good Neighbours, anyone have them?
So many horror stories on here about people's neighbours. But does anyone actually get on with their neighbours?
I consider myself very lucky. We live in a terraced house and we get on really well with our neighbours on both sides, often chatting with them when we meet in the street. The wife of one of them even baked us mince pies last Christmas!
I consider myself very lucky. We live in a terraced house and we get on really well with our neighbours on both sides, often chatting with them when we meet in the street. The wife of one of them even baked us mince pies last Christmas!
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It does mean a lot of footballs over the fence and dents in my car from cricket balls of course grr.
One side are an older couple, I'm convinced he is Terry Pratchett's long lost brother and we exchange pleasantries. Judging by the bursts of prog rock that we hear now n then I think they might be growing their own to relive their hippy youth (they are clearly good gardeners)
On the other is another couple prob not far off our own age, they seem nice...but again we've made no real effort to socialise with either of em
Most people are nice round here, there's a good mix of younger families and older people who've been here forever. We've had a few dodgy types in the flats though.
We deserve nice neighbours after some of the inconsiderate w4nk3rs we've had in the past!
Both of you have a buyer whenever you want to sell!
A couple of doors up is someone that we are pretty sure is dealing as the front door is always wide open, even when it's -3 or 4 outside in the winter and there's almost always some guy stood in the doorway. We're not the only people who are pretty sure what's going on, but it looks like the only people who don't seem to know are the police! Considering we're in the middle of the town centre's one way system, we hardly ever see any police on our street.
They've never actually been any trouble though, but I just wish they weren't there. Not on my doorstep anyway ;-)
To make matters more interesting she never has men pals over, and the only time I heard love noises coming from her upstairs rooms the only bloke there was.... her bearded Dad. I'm saying nothing more.
A short alleyway apart are another couple young local couple with a kid who I don't see much but greet when we pass. They might be a bit miffed as apparently they had a bid rejected on the house I bought, then ended up paying ?20k more for the next one that came up. Partly because they waited, partly because (though identical) it's listed as a semi rather than end-of-terrace, being in a pair rather than a set of three.
There are occasionally visitors at the weekend that park on the pavement and make it very hard to back my car out, but then there really are no spare spaces anywhere near. So long as I remember to back in before the weekend I know at least I can get out forwards.
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You could always politely ask the police to relocate them :lol:
Actually, I had a couple of Police (not "real" police, Specials I think they used to be called) knock my door over a year ago asking if we knew who owned the old garage at the back of us (there's a small alley beside us with several garages. They were interested in the one that's falling apart) as they'd seen evidence of drug use in there and wanted to know who owns it, or if we'd seen anything. I said we hadn't seen anything back there (we still haven't) and we have no idea who owns it, but I did tell them they would do well to "look into" the house a few doors down with the door that's always open.
I'm guessing they didn't look, or say anything as I've not seen a police man on here since and that was over a year ago.
My neighbour on one side is a woman in her fifties, lived alone for as long as I've known her but used to be married. We exchange hellos if we see one another but not much else. She hates our cat in her garden. She gets on OK with Mrs Ant.
The other side is a retired couple who are very nice, but they recently got an ill tempered yappy dog. I helped him build his greenhouse, he loaned me his ladder to clear the gutters, things generally are on good terms with us.
Nigerian family one side are always working (wife works shifts as a nurse, husband runs a Londis and is always there!), family with 4 kids on the other side who make a fair bit of noise but to be fair aren't as bad as you might imagine with that many kids in the garden!
Family over the road used to be a real menace and had the police out loads back in the day, but seem to have calmed down now and rarely does it get beyond some drunken shouting on a Saturday night.
We had that a few years ago in one of the houses opposite, all sorts of cars would turn up, wait in the car for a bit, the door would open, they'd go in and 30 seconds later they were out again. It was either drugs or the world's fastest knocking shop :lol:
their backyard is still full of junker pickup trucks, and RV's, but at least nobody has pointed a loaded shotgun in my direction for a few years :D
Thos dozy sods to the side of me still have the 2 yappy bulldogs, but they're a lot less annoying after we had several "friendly" talks with them. The dogs haven't escaped for a good few months now, probably cos' the last time one did I grabbed it and it slipped it's collar and ran off. Gave it back to the neighbor, and told her sorry she gave me the slip.
Pretty sure the neighbor thought I'd done it on purpose though, but she reluctantly asked me to help look for her....Me being the nice guy I am said well OK then. After about 10 minutes or so saw the dog, it saw me and buggered off again. Neighbour got kind of ****ty with me and demanded I helped catch her.
I casually pulled my phone out pressed a button and got the time up on the screen, showed it to her and said what does that say? she answers "3:36PM" I reply "Yes exactly! I work nighshift I have to be up for work in less than 6 hours now I've gave you way more time than I intended to, find yer' own dog!", She pretty much said it was my fault she was missing So I snapped something on the lines of "She'd still have her f**king collar on if she hadn't got out of YOUR yard in the first place!"....I just walked off from her, didn't even hear what she said next...Literally just went in and went to bed.
The dog came back on it's own, I knew it would, and even if it hadn't of, I didn't particularly care. But it worked out well that old bint never talks to me at all now, and I wouldn't have it any other way, cos' she's an annoying old C**t!
House number 1 neighbours very rarely speak, and house number 4 are very
odd, with the occasional midnight police drug raid and empty beer cans blowing into our garden.