A wee rant about my neighbour

[Roadkill]

Bump

Right, that's it. I'm definitely saying something to her now.

She never seems to sleep. I go to bed just after midnight last night, and she's clumping around upstairs and her friends are still coming in and out, slamming doors and talking quite loudly until at least an hour later.

I didn't sleep well last night. I had a bad dream and woke up at 5 this morning, and the first thing I heard aside from the dawn chorus was her moving things around. There are some days when I wonder if every piece of furniture in the place is being dragged about.

She finally did grasp the fact that the front door needs a firm shove to shut it, but now it's broken. Someone's booted it from the outside hard enough to loosen the mortice in the frame. It still shuts and locks, but one good kick would have it open. I certainly didn't do it and to the best of my knowledge there's been no intruder, so I'm inclined to think it was her or one of her lot.

The doorbell to her place doesn't work, so on several occasions I've had her friends ringing mine instead. I don't much mind that - anyone's doorbell can break, and I know her landlord is useless about fixing things - but when I knock on her front door to try and attract her attention she ignores it. Some delivery bloke got a bit shirty with me last week when he couldn't get through to her and my banging on the door didn't get a response.

The walls in this place are a bit thin, the building is in shit state and her landlord is a twat, so not all of this is her fault, but some of it is and I'm getting fed up with it. She's not stupid, just inconsiderate. Bring back my old neighbours, even if they do bring their Daniel O'Donnell albums with them!

 

[wtfftw]

It was all going fine here until someone new bought the flat upstairs. It's been nearly a year I reckon and she still doing DIY. She ripped up the carpets and sanded the floors . Well, some bloke was here making atrocious noise for a week, I popped up to see what was going on when stuff came through the ceiling and noticed he had ear defenders.

It sounds like she's rearranging the furniture most days. We can hear her doorbell better than ours and her flatmate sings. They overflowed a bath which came through 4 areas in the bathroom and 2 light fittings. I wouldn't mind that (accidents happen) but you'd apologise surely?

Every bank holiday her parents turn up to do something noisy for the entire weekend. Last time was sanding doors out in the courtyard. Last weekend the hammering started before 10am.

I thought it was just me (ME) and noise sensitivity but guests and the manshape also swear at the ceiling.

I need to find some regulations that require insulation under the floor.

 

[KeyboardJockey]

We've been quite lucky really, the worst neighbour me and Mr K have had while living together was the mashed-up alcoholic whose mechanism had gone. He was really annoying and a bit disgusting, but not really disturbing as such. Although the many women in our street he mildly stalked would probably say different.

My dad had a young woman with a baby move into the flat opposite him a few years ago; she wasn't the problem, it was her complete fucking wanker of a drug-dealing boyfriend who caused all the fuss. My dad's previously quiet little enclave of council flats, mostly populated by older people, some with disabilities, and a few young families, was awash with dodgy bastards coming and going at all hours of the night, police helicopters overhead at 2am, knife fights in the stairwell. The bloke downstairs was threatened with having his throat cut; his opposite neighbour was racially abused; my dad got a note through the catflap saying his flat was going to be torched (this was in response to a polite request to turn the bass down on their stereo late at night). The guy used to bray his girlfriend and baby like it was going out of fashion. She turned down every offer of help from police and DV services

Eventually all the other tenants had to band together and get them evicted as a last resort. They had been housed in that flat after being evicted from a council property round the corner for exactly the same stuff

Fuck me! Some people really do deserve to be told to fuck off and live on the streets.

 

[Roadkill]

Bump, again

She's being evicted.

Her landlady showed up yesterday morning, knocked on my door and asked if I'd seen her. I said no and asked why, and she promptly went off on one about how she hasn't been paying the rent, there are loads of unpaid bills (I'd noticed: there's a pile of 'em in the hallway) and she's refusing to answer her phone. The landlady was clutching an eviction notice.

I shouldn't crow, really, but I can't pretend I'll be sorry to see the back of her.

 

[upinsmoke]

She's being evicted.

Her landlady showed up yesterday morning, knocked on my door and asked if I'd seen her. I said no and asked why, and she promptly went off on one about how she hasn't been paying the rent, there are loads of unpaid bills (I'd noticed: there's a pile of 'em in the hallway) and she's refusing to answer her phone. The landlady was clutching an eviction notice.

I shouldn't crow, really, but I can't pretend I'll be sorry to see the back of her.

Lets just hope that your new neighbour is better...i'm looking to move..it could be me!!!! mwahahahahahahhahahaha

 

[Roadkill]

The final bump ... I expect

She's gone. I came home on Tuesday to find her loading stuff into a van. We exchanged a few words, and she said she was going to Blackpool.

This morning I was half awake when the doorbell rang. Thinking it was the post I dragged myself up and answered it, only to find three coppers on the doorstep. They didn't say why they wanted to speak to her, although one did ask if I'd ever had any 'grief' off her. They interpreted her having gone as having 'done a scarper.' My guess is that her landlady sent them round.

Nice of the Met to give me an early morning wake-up call.

 

[mauvais]

She's gone. I came home on Tuesday to find her loading stuff into a van. We exchanged a few words, and she said she was going to Blackpool.

 

[ViolentPanda]

She's gone. I came home on Tuesday to find her loading stuff into a van. We exchanged a few words, and she said she was going to Blackpool.

This morning I was half awake when the doorbell rang. Thinking it was the post I dragged myself up and answered it, only to find three coppers on the doorstep. They didn't say why they wanted to speak to her, although one did ask if I'd ever had any 'grief' off her. They interpreted her having gone as having 'done a scarper.' My guess is that her landlady sent them round.

Nice of the Met to give me an early morning wake-up call.

You're not trying to convince us that in your semi-asleep state you didn't think "phwoar, wet dream, 3 coppers in uniform!", are you?

 

[Roadkill]

You're not trying to convince us that in your semi-asleep state you didn't think "phwoar, wet dream, 3 coppers in uniform!", are you?

Were I straight I probably would have, 'cos two of them were female, one a very pretty blonde lass indeed. I imagine the young male copper who did most of the talking was having rather an enjoyable shift. He wasn't my type, though.

 

[Epico]

From Charlton to Blackpool. Sweet move.

Where next? Kabul? Luton?

 

[bluestreak]

You never tell the neighbours where you're really going.

 

[baldrick]

Especially not if you've not paid any rent or bills....

 

[Epico]

You never tell the neighbours where you're really going.

Like in Eastenders where they'd only ever move to Manchester or the Costa del Sol; those were the only two other locations on the planet.

 

[Roadkill]

I think she probably was telling the truth, actually, since the van was signwritten with the name of a removal firm and contact telephone numbers in Blackpool and Lytham St Annes.

I can't help being curious about what the police want with her...

 

[geminisnake]

I can't help being curious about what the police want with her...

Do unpaid bills become some sort of fraud after a while???
Or she may have been up to something dodgy