Neighbour trouble

Failing that. Talk to his mother.

and Alex not enough commas!

This is wrong. There is the correct number of commas there.

He's playing coldplay-type music, droning singing, acoustic guitars, strings. He's playing it loud enough that I can hear the hi hats. I guess it's not as bad as techno. Techno is the most antisocial music you can play if you live near other people, but it doesn';t really matter whet the music is, I guess.
He's all the gentle stoner-philosopher when you talk to him, that's his act. He tries to come across all knowing and worldly-wise, which is why I fucking lost it w/him last time. In reality, he's as thick as shit, a thoughtless, selfish lazy prick. I fucking hate him, and I wish he was dead.

: /

That makes things even worse.

I was going to tell they guy's mother about this, and I wasn't looking forward to it at all. I was cycling up our street on the way from work, shortly after I first posted about this, when I passed stoner boy/man and he got all apologetic, oh, I've been such a selfish cunt, he said, and so on. For a while, he's been quiet.

Unfortunately, the neighbours on the other side have taken up the baton since christmas. Coming home w/friends on fri night/sat morning, or sat night/sun morning, and cranking up club music. After they'd done it a couple of weeks on the trot, I went and banged on their door, they were pretty obnoxious & confrontational. They blamed the guy from round the back for the previous week's noise (it was them, I checked both houses) and the guy from round the back was going into the house, and heard them, and there was an argument. That was, like 4 weeks ago. Every weekend, between 11.30 and 1.30, I lie awake at night, fuckign worrying and obsessing. When's it going to start? I've phoned the police a couple of times, and wrote down incicdent numbers.

Last night, I hear the bus pull up outside our house at 12.15 am. A bunch of noisy people get off, and my heart sinks. It's the guy from round the back (who's 43, I found out) w/a bunch of people. In the house they go, and the fucking music comes blasting through the walls. I call the police, who turn up pretty quickly, they turn the music down, but they're otherwise very noisy, lots of banging and shouting. It doesn't quieten down 'till 3.30am. Last night, I basically didn't sleep at all.

So, we're going to see they guy's mother today. From hereon, the minute I hear loud music from either house, I'm going to go and check where it's coming from, then phoning the police. On monday I'm phoning the local environmental health department to see what the procedure for further action is, and what that further action will be. The people next door, next time I hear anything from them, I'm getting in touch w/their landlord. Unfortunately, motherfucker round the back does not have a landlord - his mother owns the place.

I hate these people so much you wouldn't believe it.

We are thinking about trying to move house, maybe trying to move into a semi or a detached house, even a detached bungalow, even though my wife hates bungalows.

This is really ruining my life at the moment. I'm really, really down and depressed about it. I just don't know what to do.

in the end it worked out ok for us cz the builders paid up — or rather, didn't contest when we subtracted the neighbours costs from their bill — but basically the neighbours got a bunch of free roof repair during the "making good" phase, plus free money on top

i have gone from thinking of her esp. as a slightly brittle fussy old busybody to a freeloader

(but when i think of my surges of anxiety in the situation, and put myself in her place — our block is eight flats, she just has a little house abutting on it, we dwarf her — i can imagine she got pretty bent out of shape anxiety-wise also: she is totally a worrier) (ie i think ours WAS more of a six of one half a dozen of the other — but i can only see that now the building works are LONG over)

"englishman's home is his castle" = border-dispute tends to turn into medieval war

We went out for a walk, and both noticed something that's been niggling for a year or so - the place where we live has really fucking gone downhill in the last few years. When we moved here, it was this little backwater and most of the people who lived here were elderly. 12 years on, most of the old folk have died off, and the place has become a sought-after residential area for young couples first homes. House values have tripled, and even quadrupled in that time, and most of that value seems to have gone on in the last 4-5years. Paradoxically, this place is turning into a fucking shithole. there used to be almost no cars around, and the place was quiet, now there are over 100 cars parked round the back of out block, more cars than houses, I suspect, and a lot of them are hot hatches, wrxs etc. People use the place as a racetrack. Around about midnight, it's like a rush hour, plus people pull out of the side road beside our house w/wheelspins, burning rubber etc all day long. The field round the back is all chewed up w/tyre tracks. Noice pollution shit like I've been dealing w/would have been unheard of 7-8 years ago. Something kicks off about once every week-10days on the bus home, fights, blazing rows. What the fuck? An upside to this place is that the school is good, so we really need to stay here 'till Adam has finished his education (10-12 years) though not necessarily in this fucking house. I used to love living here, now I'm actually feeling pretty close to despair.

I feel like I'm in hell. Again, I just don't know what to do.

this guy soudns like a fucking imbecile. what about an ASBO? how does that come about?

We (Jill and Me)talked about it 1/2 an hour ago. I'm going to attempt to take on a second job, and work my ass off, and then we're going to move, hopefully in 3ys or less? these people have driven us out of our home.

I can see why gated communities are appealing now.

Thanks Ambrose. (&everyone else)

Hopfully when we sell the place, it'll be to a total fucking psychopath w/a a black belt and a shotgun.

As far as moving goes, this episode has opened my eyes to the state of our neighbourhood, as mentioned above. I really don't want to live here anymore.

My friend emailed me back, there is some possibility of work from him, so, you know... We'll see.

I have a little bit of experience here, as a member of my family was similarly bedevilled by noize probs.

1)Don't speak to them anymore - you have asked them to stop and they haven't.

2)Write every incident down with exact times and dates

3)Ask the council for recording equipment to be brought to provide a measurement of the actual level. They can also leave equipment with you for you to use. They will also send someone out to witness the noise.

4)After this they will write to them threatening prosecution. They will most likely ignore, so at this point the police will probably get involved.

As Ambrose says, get independant advice about what *should* happen, so that you can make sure that the council and the police are doing what they ought to.

(Alternative strategy - rig up all yr synths through HUGE P.A to create v.v. loud PROGDRONE which is directed at their house. Bricks and mortar crumble! hot hatches burst into flames! bowels rupture! eyeballs pop!)

You only get annoyed by something if you choose to be annoyed by it.

Get over it! This "OMG the neighbours make noise and now my life is DESTROYED and I'm DEPRESSED and ALL FUCKED UP" thing is the biggest wank I've ever heard.

Your life is only crap because you are choosing to allow it to be so. What a pathetic excuse.

OH MY GOD PEOPLE ARE HAVING PARTIES ONCE A MONTH AND MAKING SO MUCH NOISE AT 2AM ON A SATURDAY IT'S RUINING MY LIFE I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO STOP THE PARTIES CALL THE NOISE POLICE

Wow, this thread is amazing.

My patience is wearing thin with the tenants upstairs, who are allowing their toddler to thump on my bedroom ceiling at midnight. If he wasn't such a little blighter, I'd swear he was jumping on a pogo stick. They have also flooded my bathroom yet again, and I have a mouldy ceiling yet again. /moan

Why is their toddler up at midnight?

"S4T4N S3Z SHUT TEH FUCK UP LOL" w/a pentagram. In blood.

My boss has a pretty funny story about he and his band-mates' house getting robbed by their neighbors when they lived in a sketchy 'hood in the 90's. He got really drunk, blasted Sabbath out his open windows, burned a pentagram in his front yard and stood shirtless outside by the flames. He then proceeded to establish eye contact and point menacingly at everyone who happened to drive by, all while swinging his shirt above his head. They had no more trouble.

Why is their toddler up at midnight?

Good question!

btw he was in a surf/garage instrumental combo with a predilection for bowling shirts, just to add to the ridiculousness of it all.

Why is their toddler up at midnight?
Has to keep swimming because of flooded flat.

http://img15.echo.cx/img15/8554/omg4pa.gif

yowsah yowsah yowsah

Hahaha I had forgotten about this crazy thread.

Wow, such troubling neighbours.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zH6bZRTlM84&fe

My next door neighbour, who bought the house last year, has been hammering and drilling into the wall we share for MONTHS now. A couple of hours every day. I guess he's DIYing the thing and he's not very experienced. How much patience is a normal neighbour expected to have for this kind of thing? He hasn't let me know anything, he hasn't asked me anything, it's like I don't live here, the way he's going on about it. Does he not know it sounds and feels like he's in my house whenever he does this?

I can't call the cops before I ask about it personally, which I can't, because I'm an angry coward and I only shut my doors very loudly hoping he will realize that if he hears me I hear him too, to no avail. Putting a new kitchen and bathroom in isn't forbidden, I know that, but I'm all out of patience and I would just be too angry to speak my mind calmly if I went and rang his door bell. I'm not writing a letter, that would be too passive/aggressive ("I'm sorry I'm not bothering you by living here next to you quietly" etc)

GRRRRRRR

("sorry I'm bothering you by living here" that is)

I've bought headphones which I'm wearing to listen to music and watch TV every night and every weekend - IN MY OWN HOUSE - but it's not helping much.
I'll go sit in my car in the garage to cool down now - again.

One of my previous neighbours from hell has returned after an 18 month prison sentence and he is pissing me off already by throwing bifta ends over the wall. His partner and kids are hard work as well, but not bad people, in fact his kids are quite hilarious at times.

But this fucker is a vortex of bad shit and I have been getting worried recently that I might end up in a situation that leads to physical violence and he is only a scrawny lil shit but is still potentially quite dangerous in that he has a network of criminal friends and is liable to pull a knife.

I can't prove it but the last time he was out some of my kid's garden furniture and a sandpit table got knicked and I am fairly certain this fucker was the perp.

I was going to go around and confront him about the bifta ends but one of them was quite big so I just smoked it instead.

I hope this doesn't restart my smoking habit, but this is some strong shit. Probably a shameful admission to make but fuck I haven't been stoned for years.

I had forgotten how good music sounds on weed, so thank you bad neighbour.

it's bifter, pal.

The Bifta awards

skunk tenancy

Fpd u for that

for the second time in my life i live above a guy who does loud religious singing a few times a day. for the second time in my life he's also a domestic abuser. go religion.

he sometimes comes up to tell us to "stop the heavy walking, i have a £5,000 chandelier and it's shaking from the way you guys walk" - i've tried, more for my own amusement than anything else, to introduce a sliver of self-awareness into his dire world by saying "the walls and ceilings are quite thin here, i can imagine that anyone making any noise would be extremely irritating for the entire apartment block" or "yes, we all have to consider how much unnecessary noise we make, or the strange habits we have which bother others" and he just reacts as if he's thinking "yes i'm glad you agree you are noisy". ultimately i've decided he's a fucking dick.

I have some very annoying + dodgy neighbours, but nobody that intrusive and unreasonable. I think I would probably lose my self control in a situation like that, and it would degenerate into empty threats yelling and much innocuous shoving with no real follow up in no time!

(xp)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s70y40ba7k8

I have some very annoying + dodgy neighbours, but nobody that intrusive and unreasonable. I think I would probably lose my self control in a situation like that, and it would degenerate into empty threats yelling and much innocuous shoving with no real follow up in no time!

yeah it is testing, sometimes i genuinely want to just tell him to go fuck himself, i'm not intimidated by him in the slightest, but i know that peace is important. he hasn't been around in a little while so i'm hoping he might have stopped. one morning last year he had a screaming argument with his brother, who was on the street outside roaring up "you're a fucking pussy, i'll fuck you in the ass you fucking pussy, come down here and i'll fuck you in the ass. you beat your wife, you insult my wife, you're a fucking coward, i'll fuck you in the ass, get down here."

i was fairly tempted to give the brother my key and let him at it.

I find it quite comforting when my neighbour invites her despicable, beyond the pale sociopath male sibling around and every time he turns a happy social situation like a bbq or a pool party into a shitfest with much shouting and threats of violence, 8-way recriminations etc. I was just lying on the trampoline with a bottle of red and laughing my head off at some of the dialogue tonight. I don't mean it in a judgemental way, because I do actually have an affection for these ppl. And they do a sterling job of pissing off the same evil neighbours I can't stand. you do get these people on council estates with delusions of middle classiness, who are some of the real worst people amongst humanity in the uk right now IMHO

ah *wipes tear* yr description reminds me of dear ol mum

did we ever get this sorted

well idk about "we" but "i" moved

at least your mam had the pretext of having to live with fucking giving birth to you as an excuse for being so! jokes obv !

harsh, fair, tru, joeks

My neighbour has this Del-boy type business plan to find a cheap way of undercutting the people that install outdoor pools in peoples gardens. He invited me round to inspect his crudely nailed together crates on a badly mixed concrete base that is totally on the piss. I like his style though, but didn't have the heart to tell him how many holes there are in his plan. But I'm the smug twat who once 2nd fixed the spur on a £120 grand, granite font in an Anglican monastic church, so obv I know everything!

He also has this partner in crime who swears every second word but still admonishes other people for swearing in front of his young daughter and said "if you fucking know anyone interested in having a garden pool, then fucking recommend us, man"

i <3 calzino posts

hes a terrible man in many of the good ways

pure glee

some crazy mofo is cutting their hedges at 00:37 GMT. There will be blood.

ooof

I've got it wrong, it's Yorkshire Water doing midnight groundworks around the corner. The water went off for a few hours earlier. Sorry bad revive!

if I ever completely lose the will to go on, I will start cutting my hedges at 2am though.

kinda disappointed tbh

had a neighbour call around today complaining about noise. It was disappointing, because this is currently the quietest period I've had in years. I initially kept it polite, and when he started complaining about my partner being loud and swearing a lot loudly - I explained she hasn't even been in the house for over 3 and a half weeks and suffers from MS + dementia and is still in hospital after major surgery .. so you can't say you are still hearing her, dickhead. I did my theatrical hardman nonsense at this point which is blazing eye contact, followed by taking glasses off like I'm ready for action (lol I'm not really) and walking towards him .. and he ran off. I walked around to his front door and knocked on his door. I just wanted to clear the air and explain that there are different types of neighbour noise and stuff like autistics having meltdowns or confused people that suffer from dementia don't have a fucking volume control or a shutoff switch so it's out of my control, but he was hiding in there with curtains shut. I returned again later after I had calmed down and he still wouldn't come out, this was annoying because he approached me in a bullying manner is about 6"2 and absolutely shit it when I made it clear I was ready to knock the cunt to the deck!

a problematic post, but anyone coming to my doorstep giving me unfair grief, right now I'm ready to put them on the deck very fast if all diplomatic options are exhausted