What type of neighbours do you have?

I live in a close with 6 flats and i'm on the bottom floor
have a young couple with a little girl next door so they're fairly quiet
the guy directly above me is a big rangers man but he's actually really sound and he's stayed above us for the full 10 years i've been here so i know him and his family quite well

drug dealers used to live next door to him and they were obviously complete arseholes. The young guy who used to live on the top floor went to their door a few years back with 2 knives and threatened to stab them

the people that stay in the close now are all fairly quiet thankfully

 

I've recently moved in to a flat share with a girl from my work and some other students. The flat is huge and the rent if I was paying it alone is quite steep so luckily the neighbours are all decent people.

There are some professional 9 to 5 working types and some young families. The girl upstairs has just had a baby so the baby can be noisy sometimes, but not too often. All in all they are all nice enough people.

 

Just found this thread... thought I'd chip in my situation.

Below me is a junkie who used to have his TV on full blast 24/7. Vibrations up the wall, done my head in. Gets worse when his scabby girlfriend is there. Usually arguing over tobacco. I told the * to turn if off. Obviously he fancies himself as a bit of a hard man as he's done a few months in jail. Starting getting worse. Lost it one night and he started mouthing off out the window. He told me to come out... I'm straight out raging. He won't at this stage come out of his flat. Carried on tormenting him all night, saying I'll get you when you go out to the Chemist, the usual stuff. Went quite for a few weeks. No surprise though it starts up again. This time more threats by me were made, he wouldn't come out.

It's been pretty quiet for most of the time. The guy never leaves his flat. Everytime I'm in I shout abuse out the window. Turn it around. Enjoy bullying the skag head * to be honest.

Anyway a few weeks back the neighbours were having a party. Our block overlooks their garden. He had the cheek to shout out the window "turn it down I've got work in the morning". I've lost it and shouted abuse at him. He obviously was out of his face and he thought the neighbours were the ones that were shouting the abuse at him! He then went on with no reasoning from them to tell them he was coming outside. I was * myself and the neighbours know what a scumbag he is. I quickly went out my door and shouted it's me up here who said that. He bolted back in to his flat, shut the window, not another peep since until tonight! His aids infested girlfriend has returned shouting and I'm chipping in with a few comments.

Another neighbour - You're never two feet away from a Hun. I live in London and was surprised that a new resident had a North of Ireland accent. Immediately the obsessive * within me thought I must find out if it's a hun. My instinct was right mainly due to the appearance that they were indeed a hun. It's a woman who lives with a man (he's a right *... mouthing off constantly ). Anyway, everytime I come in I shout a few anti-Loyalist remarks towards her door. Can't wait for that confrontation.

'Neighbours' opposite are dirty drug pushing scum who sell to under 18s. Myself having a problem with this and given the place I'm living in is a shithole graffitied 'RAAD PUSHER OUT' on the stairwell. Don't think they know what RAAD is/was. But the pusher out did cause some 'investigation' on their behalf. No problem with them selling drugs, but to under 18s, I draw the line. Guys no better than a nonce. They got raided as well recently and were back in their flat selling crack that night (grass *).

The very bottom flat was a heroin outlet until the end of August when he caught caught. He was a minor player who thought he was Al Capone. Was great seeing him lick the Polices * when they were round once (another grass * no doubt).

Writing all this just reconfirms how mental this place is. A bloke that lives that the front of the building in a basement kind of set up had all his windows smashed in and was attacked. He moved that week.

Someone has died falling down the stairs outside too.

Armed Police have been at the address twice and the only normal bloke in the building besides me was made to fly on the dirty hepatitis infested stairwell when they burst into the building.

The biggest annoyance for me is that I own this place (was my mums previously) and it is in a fairly upmarket/expensive area of London. Those that live within are paying a pretty large amount to rent (all fuelled from drug dealing). I have no idea how the junkie below has the money to live here so can only assume he has rich parents or the council are paying for it which is a joke as that money could house several families. The drug dealing doesn't bother me in the slightest but selling from your residence brings to much attention on the place is a no-no. Also selling to kids really grinds me. I often wonder what he has them do in return for the drugs.

Previously to this place, I was living in Streatham. Again lived above a dirty junkie who made non stop crack induced noise. First week of living there he came up to my door as I started smashing the * out of the floor because the noise was unbearable and went to punch me in the face. I had already looked through the trusty spyhole to see who it was. I had a hammer in my hand and ended up hitting him on the shoulder with it. Police arrested me and luckily no charge was taken. For the next 6 months of my living there I was at war with the idiot. He would make endless noise, obviously I couldn't go near him again so had to be careful. In the end as I left the place. The week prior to this he came up to my door again. I didn't open it thankfully. He was dripping with blood saying he's got Hep C and he was going to infect me with it. At this point I'm getting ready in case he tries to kick the door in. Cut a long story short a neighbour phoned the Police and that was the end of that.

Feels good getting all this out there as most of it's been building up inside me.

 

^^^
Do you live in Wormwood Scrubs

 

Must be a p!ss take... ^ ^ ^ i think i may live in a retirement village, there all old, very nice and quite. All polite, nobody moans and we all help each other. * we even all send each other christmas cards

 

This is the response I get to when I try and go down the proper avenues. Only way to deal with scum like this is to bully non stop.

I'm blasting out Dolly Partons 'Jolene' on repeat. Been doing it since 2.

 

Was easier in the scrubs.

 

I live in a 4 in a block, upstairs is a single mother who' s sound but her 5 yr
old son is a noisy wee brat.
My livingroom doors used to rattle when she got shagged on the floor.
Through the wall are a couple in their 60 's who still have their 30 something
son living with them.
When they're on the whiskey they argue like *, all 3 of them look like they
could be the penguin from batman stunt doubles.

 

I have an 82 year old pervert on one side and a 85 year old Irish woman with dementia who swears in every sentence. Would be a killer Christmas party.

 

Very fortunate; neighbour above is excellent - very quiet and friendly. Neighbour below is a bank, so oustide work hours they are * non-existent. They also keep their building at a nice warm temperature, the heat from which comes up rather nicely through the wooden flooring of our property which results in vastly reduced requirement for heating and thus bills.

 

It would be funny if two neighbours that hated each other posted on this same thread!

 

Hahaha, yeah that would be brilliant. Particularly to the rest of us bawbags who would then spend any available time winding the situation up a notch!!

"Hey, member 1, that member 2 send a group PM to the board saying you had the bad AIDS"

And on, and on, and on.....

 

Statistically 1 in 3 people live next to a pervert. I don't. I have an OAP couple on one side, and a married couple, with a sexy little 14 year old blonde daughter on the other.


Truthfully though, just moved into a new place last week. Place is a local hang out for all the teenagers I think. There's a young guy downstairs and 2 wee teenage lassies below aswel so the close is usually full of weans. Which is annoying, especially when your taking shopping or that up to the house. I don't mind a bit of noise, as long as it's not taking the *. Don't mind them smoking hash in the close. As long as they don't smash bottles or * then I couldn't give a toss.

Think the woman downstair is a bit of a * stirring story teller, was telling my gf that the guy under her told her that we ha reported her because of noise. Never even seen the guy before and have never reported anyone in my puff. So she's either at it, talking * to stir things up. Or the guy reported her and is trying to blame someone else.

 

First line is hilarious if meant in jest. Absolutely brilliant.

 

i live in a semi-detached bungalow ..on my left is flats and in the upstairs is a young girl ,well when i moved up here first my dog was out barking at here as she was in her back yard ,and as i went out to quiet down my dog and to say sorry ,i notice that she didn't take me on ,,which i thought was bad manners ,, until i learned she was deft , the downstairs f has a single guy who i know from way back and hes sound and is never there ,,on my right i have a family who i get on great with ,and next to them is another single girl with two children, and a dog ,,who are sound ,,,,they are no great shakes in my street we all help each other ,and have good crack ,,,slan

 

My neighbours are pretty nosey, looking through the curtains at a car parking outside etc. Doesn't bother me, as it keeps the street quiet and have no trouble.

 

Reminds me of a time a mate was trying to sell his house (in a decent area) to a family who had recently moved up here.......they were, for no real reason, worried about the location so my chum said "oh yes, it's very safe here - in fact it is a neighbourhood watch area....."

It was at this stage that he then opened his living room blinds and pointed in the direction of a lampost which had nothing on it.....uttering the immortal words "oh dear, someone must have stolen the sign."

Alas, no sale.

 

only 2 of us in the block of 4 in the flats we live in now, however downstairs is a wee * and the first excuse I get.....


The last place I stayed was a nightmare, upstairs was an alky couple who would knock lumps out of each other and on regular occasions I would be walking back to the flat and she would be lying at the bottom of the stairs passed out covered in bruises wearing her rangers trainers :smiley-laughing002:

Really had to bite my tounge with that lot, union jacks hanging out their windows etc the guy was about 50 and wore a crocodile dundee hat, if I did't have my Daughter in the flat it would have been oh so different.

same with another couple in that block constantly roaring at each other day and night, peeking out curtains when you left and all that.

I really need a place with no one in 5 mile radius :smiley-laughing002: