If you live in a middle class area do you ever hear your neighbours argue?

Love this. The pic helps me see what we are dealing with!

i don't object to being called WC. I do object to the OP calling WC people 'lower class' though.

There is a couple near me that regularly have bust ups to the point the police have been called and social services involved. They bought the house prior to covid ut just seem insanely unhappy together and often roar and scream outside their homes in front of their kids. This is a very quiet 'leafy' type place so it is very obvious and they are as middle class as you come they just dont seem to give a shit that they are a disgrace. Poor kids though witnessing it.

I guess I live somewhere 'middle class'. We have lots of Cypriot/ Turkish neighbours....possibly pinpointing my general location there...nevermind. The arguing if it does happen is just nicer to listen to! Nextdoor the husband is meak mild teddy bear who is a bit of a celeb in the community. His wife is convinced he is having affairs. We know this as another neighbour translates and I have been known to use Google translate in the garden!

Guy down the way, used to have lots of heated work calls in Covid. The way he spoke did make me laugh.

Affair lady had a blazing row with teenage daughter throwing all her clothes out the window and a guy turned up once screaming along the lines of 'don't let your son come anywhere near my daughter again'. Makes me laugh as she is a bit of a Hyacinth Bucket.

Neighbours otherside are Deaf, children can hear. We are very friendly and we have a gate for the kids/ dogs to free flow between the houses. The kids will be screaming, getting very giddy. I can hear this. They send my son back claiming how well behaved he is! They beat me in the shouting in the morning. Our kids are youngest in this area of the street. So we probably contribute more noise.

I had the front door open one morning shouting for my son to hurry up/ being a bit of a she devil. You know the 7000th time you have ask about shoes. Guy over the road heard and just shouted out 'they can be little buggers sometimes can't they?'.

I grew up on a south London council estate. Lots of shouting and swearing and night time ruckus. Usually from the same families (ours included). I live in a street of nice terraces now and no fighting is ever heard, so I don’t think it’s to do with proximity. Our street is what I’d describe as ‘professional’ rather than a particular class.

we have a small social housing estate at the end of the street. 90% of the residents are lovely, a mix of retirees and working. 10% really bring it down for everyone. Shouting, drug dealers arriving at all hours, screaming at the kids, litter everywhere, mattresses dumped in hedges, ambulances, police, carers driving at about 60mph in a 20mph street. The kids just toss their rubbish into our gardens and onto the street. It’s depressing. I lived on an estate in France which was a mix of social and private accommodation and didn’t have any of these problems, everyone mixed in nicely. Maybe I was lucky.

A small subset of arseholes can bring things down for everyone.

WE live in terraced housing and most neighbours nod and smile. I'm horrified at what they must have heard coming from here, You can hear absolutely everything, everything. So I bet they enjoyed partner tellling me to F odd very loudly at the weekend.

Middle class people fight too. Hold the front page:

”Darling, you overdid the Rioja last night…”

”But how else was I supposed to tolerate Triatram’s cello practice?”

“Oh do bog off to Lagrasse for the summer to let me focus on finishing my novel.”

Wow, I shout at my teens. I mean after calling them down for supper 8 times and they're still not replying or coming down but I can't make it up the stairs each time to get them, I will call up loudly and crossly. This happens at least 3 times a week. I had no idea this was such a rare thing. Don't posters here get exasperated? If you do, how do you handle it? We have a very respectful and harmonious household other than the occasional frustrated and loudish telling off (when nicely asking or telling doesn't work) but it's usually very quickly dealt with. I am sure our neighbour hear us when this happens (terraced).

All you non shouters, please share your tips for dealing with exasperating teens in the middle of a busy working week.

On reflection, I was as equally bothered if not more, by our neighbours on our last middle-class street than on the poor estate 20 years ago. Our most recent street before this move was constant gardening and property maintenance to a pathological level - there were people who would get the strimmer out daily, multiple people mowing the lawn every day, using the leaf blower for two stray leaves on the drive, DH called them the karcher club because they were all pressure washer obsessed. The neighbours one side of us never even made a whisper but they were sat in their garden 24/7, if it rained they were still there under the pergola, and they were very stiff unfriendly types, if you accidentally caught eyes outside on the driveways then they would never answer to good morning or anything. But yes, always there in the garden like silent assassins - never even heard them murmur to each other in an undertone. Spoiled the garden for us as they were always there listening on the other side of the fence. Sometimes the lady sneezed and I suspect she was mortified to have broken her silence. Also the place was a nightmare for yappy rat-dogs from all directions and ten thousand cat turds raining down each night.

Lived in middle class and council house estates and heard shouting and arguing in both in varying degrees. It just gets hidden more. Oh and domestic abuse cuts across all social classes by the way. (Not saying that's what you are doing or experiencing OP).

Our former neighbours were proper posh (public school educated, owned horses and a grand piano etc) and they had some right vicious ding dongs. They're divorced now - he had an affair with the au pair and that was the final straw in a long line of infidelities. God knows what the women saw in him. He looked like the love child of Tweetie Pie and King Kong.

The rows would always be her berating him, on and on, then throwing things. Then eventually he'd flip and start bellowing back. Language was not then posh at all - cunt, fucking bitch etc. Awful.

Well I’m MC and we definitely argue, as do friends who live nearby.
not masses, but a bit
but our houses are pretty well insulated so I don’t think people outside can hear it (much).

that all said in our last house which was semi our neighbour admitted to hearing occasional arguments and constant baby crying (he was difficult) when I asked her. She was quite nice about it though.

OP you sound like you’ve lived a very sheltered life 🤣

Referring to areas and people as working class and middle class like we’re all segregated is hilarious. And addressing the whole of the working class in this comment 🤣🤣

You do know that types of people can become richer or poorer and move to different areas and that all sorts of people can argue?

Just live your life and be free of others judgement.

My old neighbours did, he was an alcoholic. Never heard anyone else and we don't argue ourselves

My mother was expert at quiet abuse. Nobody hears a Chinese burn, a twist of the arm, a punch to the side of your head or an iron an inch from your face.

Ex was from a MC family. He was worse if you made a sound, so I saved it for when he went for the 2 year old and got myself half strangled in the process. I suspect I went rather quiet then.

I’m not sure if the area I live in would be classed as middle class, town is definitely mostly working class but I live on the nicer end. Anyway either way I’ve never heard my neighbours argue.

I daresay that's correct, but I'd imagine it's at least partly due to people living in close proximity, with poor soundproofing

I only have one neighbour and he’s almost 100 and lives alone. But 20 years ago DH and I were private renting on an estate that was largely social housing, honestly it was quite depressing. Lots of swearing (cheerful swearing just as often as aggressive), lots of shouting. Yes couples shouting at each other and their kids fairly often, usually the same people over and over. But even the families were there was not so much conflict, it just seems to be different in terms of being socially aware and what is ok. Everything is done loudly and boldly in an uncouth and inconsiderate manner - as if it’s a point of honour to impact on others days as much as possible. The middle class streets x2 we lived on prior to moving here, I never heard any loud arguments. It’s definitely a class thing, middle class (and I mean it in the broadest sense of middle class rather than true ye olde generational middle class) are the ones who care what the neighbours think - the seriously posh and the poor do not have the same social awareness. However upper class people aren’t living cheek to jowl with their neighbours nor are they under the same pressures or living the same grim existence. The lack or privacy and personal space on social housing estates is something I’ve never forgotten and every house I’ve bought since, privacy and personal space has been the highest priority above anything else.

To anyone who is working class please just take this question in good faith. I’m trying to understand why I’m making a show of myself. I’m not trying to offend in the slightest.

OK. If you work, you're of the working class as opposed to that class which doesn't need to work because of land, property and being independently wealthy.

What you're talking about is affluence and a desire to abide by social rules that you think sets some people apart from others is a desire to be seen by those you deem to be better than you as, in turn, better than those you deem to be beneath you.

In more affluent areas, the houses are bigger and often detached and often have more space between them so you're less likely to hear arguments.

In houses which are smaller and built more closely together, you're likely to hear more.

I used to live in a very affluent area and I didn't hear people arguing. I now live in a less affluent area (I moved because of the unpleasant attitude and interfering nature of those who liked to think of themselves as better than others). I now live in a lovely terraced house and I still don't hear people arguing.

Some people conduct themselves with dignity and self respect and don't air their dirty laundry in public or at a volume others can hear. Some people aren't. How big a house they can afford doesn't make any difference.

Don't think it's class, I think it's house spacing/ more expensive window glazing etc.

I lived on a nice street where 2 of the male neighbours got into a music blasting war (it started out with teenagers but the Dads got involved and it really kicked off). Both rich guys, both tossers.

Omg - really!? 🤣🤣🤣🤣

That is hilarious. 🤣🤣🤣🤣 Cheered me right up

In 13 years, I've not heard any arguments. Village in Hampshire.

But I don't do 'screaming in the street'. I had a boyfriend once who turned up late at night, hammering on my door and yelling because he was unhappy about something, waking all the neighbours.

He got dumped instantly. I hate scenes, and I don't put up with bullying. Just horrible. I'd much rather be single.

Before here, we lived in a temporary flat in an ex-council block, and the neighbours on all sides were lovely, helped me carry shopping/buggy etc (no lift) but oh my word, when they argued, it was loud. Screaming, name calling, slamming doors, crashing which I assume was things being thrown. It was a complete eye-opener. They didn't seem to hold grudges though. Yelling seemed to be their pressure valve. I go for a run. 😁

I used to live in Catford, we had a riot once. That was pretty loud.

It's all repressed hisses, OP you need to practice. Also learn:
Scathing looks.
Brooding.
Petty revenge
and most cutting, long running disappointment.

Yes and yes.