To have nicknames for my neighbours and ask what yours are for yours?

I have the nice new couple, and the fit husband I’d like to fuck
Big mouth, talks very loudly for all to hear
Cold shoulder top, she only ever wears these.

I wonder what they think of me probably the hermit or the one that never goes out, I WFH

I have rat hotel, she has a rampant overgrown garden (more like a wasteland) that did have a greenhouse in it somewhere which I guess the rats may live in! She won’t do anything about them, hence the name rat hotel.
The other side are known by their names and have a lovely garden!

When i was a kid, my dad called two people in the village Dirty Teeth and Long Hair. Dad's long gone amd i adored him and miss him. I always laugh when I think of Dirty Teeth and Long Hair.

Dodgy Geezer (next door)
Nutnut (next door other side)
Army (often wears Camo) and
Olive (resembles Olive Oil from Popeye)
I know some of their real names but that's our nicknames for them... don't know what ours could be 🤔.. possibly dog mum, for all the dogs over the years 🐶❤️

Pisshead.
Knobheads..
The Travellers.They have 2 daughters with vile mouths and no manners, 7 vehicles between them,that they park all over the place,but never in the garage.

Sure I have a nickname,luckily I couldn’t care less what others think of me or call me.

-The Munsters/Wayne&Waynetta/Chuckie/Annabelle. Hideous, selfish, inconsiderate, loud, arrogant, noisy on purpose family.
-Next door to them is The Weird Uncle. I knew his niece and that's what she called him, always stares at me like he hates me but I've never even talked/associated with him.
-Bad parker. Takes 10 mins trying to squeeze her small car into a massive gap, then makes sure her small car is in the middle of two potential parking spots whenever she gets the opportunity. Doesn't even live up this end of the road so we have to park near her end when she's parked like a twat.
-Pigeon guy. He gave us advice on a pigeon we found years ago.

Do we have the same neighbours?

I'll be keeping an eye our for missing cat posters 👀

Don't be embarrassed; you did a nice thing (and can blame your DD, anyway!) Besides, surely these neighbours knew that children would like their penguins?

Fail safe (female car fanatic)
Cats milk (looks like the type that kidnaps and tortures cats) always has a pint of milk on the window ledge.
Neo (looks and acts like a white supremacist)
Keith (looks like our friend keith)
Fag hag (smokes 100 a day)
Starvos flatly (xfactor)
Vampire Elephants (seem to live their lives only at nighttime. Children jumping and screaming at 1am, lots of door slamming and loud chatting. Never seen during the day) I suspect a lot of this is cultural though.

Everyone else - respectful names, neighbours to the left. “The Fuckwits”

Gue (pronounced Goo, they are Gary & Sue)
Steve-John (because we weren't sure of his name for a year. It's John, but we thought it was Steve)

Oh and Scary Mary up the road who set up the WhatsApp group and harrasses us all by going door to door if we don't reply about the latest street party she's organising.

Direct neighbours all by their names. People over the back are the noisy fuckers with the hot tub, flashy lights and barky dog! No idea who they are, but I’ve plotted their demise on many a night.

We have:
New Boy and New Girl (the latest arrivals, although several years ago now)
Sailor Boy (he used to be in the Navy) and his wife is Sailor Girl
Tim Tim Nice But Dim (pretty obvious really)
Matey and Katie (we knew her name was Katie but didn’t know his for quite a while so called him Matey Boy)

Ndn. The cat killers.😁

Other ndn. The pot boys.

Wierdy beardy and his hippy wife.

The boy racer.

Stuart the twat.

The wife beater.

The swingers.

The other woman.

Nosey Dick, the nice neighbours, Pamela across the road, and Twity mcTwit.

Over the years we've had:

Shorty Man - who wore shorts even when it was snowing

Buddha - a large man who usually walked around shirtless

Prostitute Man - my friend saw two women in burlesque attire knocking on his door.

Bin Twat - a man who was determined that all fellow residents of the building would use the correct bins and put them all in exactly the right places. Transgressors would be scolded. I later found out that another neighbour knew him and his wife as Herr and Frau Goebbels.

Poe Face & wire brush one side (wire brush would spend three days at a time with a wire brush titting about with his mono block driveway). The tax inspector (told a customer I didn’t pay any tax 🤷‍♀️) and Jimmy Cranky next to them. Purple princess the other side - even her banisters and skirting boards were dark purple.

Fat Pat ( 🙈 ) (Overweight, called Pat, an organiser of stuff no one was interested in)

Spot the Dot (Side kick to Fat Pat - Called Dorothy, best avoided if spotted)

Humpy (scruffy guy, hump in back)

Birdman (unemployed, garden full of eagles and owls)

Annie Fannie (I'm Scottish, Annie rhymes with fanny )

Feral Brat Pack (tiny flat, 100's of kids running riot)

Beetle Boy (Owned a hideous old style beetle car)

BA Baraccus (complicated one, neighbour with a drive, would rather park outside other folks houses and leave the drive empty. I once commented A Team style 'I ain't parking on no drive, fool' and a new name was created!

The screamer - neighbours new gf, screaming like a porn star. Eventually married so that phase has ended.

These are mostly old neighbours, I would have to NC for the current set 🤣.

We have.....

Conehead (puts a cone in the road to hold 'his' parking space every time he goes out, despite having a garage that's never used)

Anxious Dog Man (his dog wears a hi-vis coat announcing that it's anxious)

Mr & Mrs Twat (absolute arseholes who own an airbnb cottage in the street and have pissed off all the neighbours for numerous reasons)

Garage Full of Crap Man (who....has a garage full of crap!)

We have

The people who are good at bins
Mrs Pernickity Volvo (shortened to Mrs PV)

The people with the dog
Those two idiots
Fatal Attraction
The nice couple

The messy people (they're messy). The Iranians (they're Iranian). The Spaniards (they have a holiday home in Spain). The Psychos (they're both psychologists).

My late dh used to call one of our former neighbours Foghorn because he was always yelling. Usually awful things at his unfortunate gf.

Next door is Chreeeesteeeen - said in Russian accent. Our kitchen windows face each other and the person who is first to notice that she has closed the kitchen blind has to say Gooooooodnight Chreeeesteeeen (in a Russian accent).

Over the road is Fatty Feldman (he's really skinny). And Pirate Pete the World's Oldest Student - he's possibly just a few years younger and never left home/parents/seemed to be studying forever. The Weatherman - he can be heard long before he is seen, his walking stick taps the path very quickly - he tells you facts about the weather, space, and his childhood - very interesting chap if you have time to stop and chat but most people cross the road to avoid him as he likes to stop you and can chat forever.

At our holiday home there's The Chairs, Peanut, The Curly Perms, Nappy Yappy Dog, Byker's Grove, and The Bin Man.

I overheard a little girl say to her mum 'Look mummy, the clog lady!' So perhaps that's what people call me? I've worn wooden soled clogs since my 20s.

I have a few choice names for H - none of them complimentary.

We had 'the screamer', thankfully that stopped after the got married 😆.