Discussion in 'SMB' started by CatRyan, Apr 15, 2019.
Brian doing his star jumps again?
Occasional domestic arguements at the back of 1-2am
I hear my neighbours when Spurs score on the telly. They hear us when Sunderland score on the telly.
Got a right tosser lives near me.
Runs some kind of buisness from home in his backyard. Dunno what the fk he makes but hes constantly got a angle grinder/still saw on the go. Starts at 8am and goes on till ridiculous times. Doing it now infact.
So about twice a year.
My neighbour, I hear his door slam shut twice a day and that’s about it.
Nicking loads of stuff for scrap
You can find the perfect blend
Bellends next to us. Had various run ins with them since the houses were built 5 year ago.
Constant screaming and shouting, both in the house and in the garden. Swearing at the kids who are only 8 and 3, proper screaming at them. Add in last year when our lass had to go and get their kids out of the garden because he was giving her a good hiding in front of them in the back garden.
They stick their tab ends through our fence (which has stopped since I posted them back through their door with a lovely note warning where the next ones will go) and their little rat of a dog is yapping constantly. They also do not understand the concept of closing doors, instead preferring to slam them as loud as possible. I’ve even shouted out of the window at 6.30am on a Saturday morning because they were leaning out of the window having a full on conversation with her mother who was out walking the dog.
The good news is a sold sign went up last week so hopefully they’ll be gone before too long
Hopefully mate sound an nightmare.
Not saying we’re at all perfect, I’m sure there’s times where they’ve heard us shouting at each other or telling the bairn off but Christ it’s a pain in the arse having them next door.
Talking very loudly whilst I’m having a quiet tab about 11pm. Stupid cow she’s going n the time phone so do it inside.
The Headboard banging, only last 5 minutes
Not anymore, but when I lived in Belfast I had neighbours from hell for a bit and it really got to me. Kids were fucking little *****, smashing windows, kicked the dog, throwing shite at the house at all hours. I ended up smacking the Dad because he told me he couldn't do anything about them after they'd smashed the car up and cost mea fortune. It stopped after that. It was a fucking horrendous period of time though, every day was a nightmare.
Could be a lot worse. Sometimes it’s better the devil you know. Just saying like.
To be fair, that could've been any self respecting Sunderland fan at 4.55 pm last Saturday........
That’s also a worry, but I’m hoping it’s someone decent moving in.
It’s a lovely street and loads of kids all the same(ish) age
Absolutely agree and would never buy a new build.
The build quality and materials absolutely shite.
When I was in Myanmar it was pneumatic drilling and sledgehammers. Intolerable.
I used to live next door to a bloke who left his dog in the front garden all day every day. Barking non stop all the time.
In the end it got too much for me and I snapped. I marched straight round to his garden, grabbed the dog and put it in my front garden.
I said to the wife "Let's see how he likes it."
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