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

Multiple people in our village have told me they call dh the man who walks the dog. It’s quite funny how many people have told me this

I had Sewing Sue and Leathery Ken 😂 I’m convinced this will be outing.

Cat feeders.
Ben 10
Sex register man (sadly put us through hell)
Gossip Granny
Car puncher
Big dog boys
Mad Mary (not Mary but way too outing)
Lovely Churchies
Gosh, we seem to have a few don't we. .

We have in our cul de sac
The Adams family - their house has a turret and big gates
Crabbit features
The dead woman (she died not long after we moved in and the family haven't sold the house after 2 years)
The campers
The young folk

Our next door neighbours are “the footballers”.
They’re lovely guys house-sharing that happen to play for a premier league team. The number of delivery drivers that ask us if X lives next door is unreal. They’re the most quiet, lovely neighbours you’d ever get (they also throw an excellent end of season party)

Willy One Tooth

Drunk woman

Skinny Prick (This was because he was drunk one night and kept shouting 'skinny prick' out of his bedroom window until 2am).

The Poopers
Santa & Jane
The white witch
The chainsmoker

Most of ours we know by name. Others are known as:

Canoe man
Foghorn Leghorn
Gardening van man
That Bloody Woman

We have the flanders,Bruce Springsteen ,the fat controller and the meatballs

We have a very fat man married to a woman who is very vocal about having had a tummy tuck. So they are known as Tummy and Friar Tuck.

Legend

Blue cars
The Twitchers - always watching everyone.
Mrs Fussy - House reeks of bleach.
Sooty cat's mum and dad
Dippy mum - almost car reg
Roy or Ray alternating - can never remember which name

I had ‘shrieky’ - she has now fully evolved into ‘the screamer’. Her father speaks another language which I cannot place, but he is the ‘shouty man’ when he loses his temper - usually with him bawling and her screaming back. It’s all very disfunctional.

NDN to the right - their names
across the way to the left - godly house as they attend every mass religiously
directly opposite - football house as their son is always being ferried to various trainings / games
across the way to the right - poodle house as they’ve a GIANT poodle 🐩 who escapes constantly

The dad in the family next door is so so nice (we hear his little son cheer when he comes home from work and the dad says stuff like "YESSS I'M SO GLAD I'M BACK!" so we call him "the nicest man in the world" shortened to "niceman" (pronounced nicemun) and "niceman's son/wife" etc. We know all their names. We were having a BBQ with them once night and DH - drunk - told him this lol. He was touched/ confused.

The family opposite have a very annoying child who kicks a ball against a very loud wall for hours a day (and is generally shouty and rude) and we call him Billyballs and his parents "the dickheads" or "Mr and Mrs Dickhead".

Sisters two houses away - we learned both their names but we met Emily first so they're Emily and Emily's sister. Call her that so much I'm now not 100% on her actual name

Your Best Mate/My Best Mate, because he used to make a beeline for my husband whenever he saw him, and would chat away like they were besties.

Green Door (self explanatory)

Potato (because she looks like a potato) and Potato's Mum

DRD (goes by full name on Facebook so we used to refer to them by their full name and eventually shortened it)

Also had nicknames for customers when working in retail many moons ago:
The T-shirt eater
The shoe sniffer
Pervy man
30/30

We call our immediate neighbours by name. Other ones in the street are:
Drug dealer bitch,
Nosey Louise,
Scottish tennis couple,
Italian family, (we are not entirely sure what nationality they are).
Spanish family,
Model aircraft man

Not where I live now, but at my last house we had an Isa.

If you’re Scottish you’ll get it

She was insanely nosy and gossiped about everything.

Not a nickname, but my extremely talkative neighbour is called Roger. If he spots DH or me in the garden he witters on and on and it’s hard to escape for ages.

This is known in our house as being Rogered.

We have Smoky Joe next door cos he is always smoking in his garden (sometimes weed) and we can smell it

Next door to Smoky Joe are the Party Folk - when they first moved in they had a late/loud housewarming party, we were walking home from somewhere and one of the neighbours was in her front garden and said to us "oh dear, I see we've got some party folk moved in" and it kinda stuck 😁 The Party Folk have never made a peep since 😂

The other side of us are a lovely Australian family who we mostly call by their names but occasionally they are "The Aussies" (obvs)

There's also Creepy House but we don't know who lives there

Mrs Gungha Din (iconic Indian matriarch)

Mrs Manager (told me how she had a very important job as an area manger)

Batwoman - has a t shirt with the batman symbol on it.

My neighbours possible think I am a vampire as I seldom go out and mostly after dusk so I dont encounter any of them.

We also have a penguin, I can't believe someone else uses it!

We have "the rev", footballer's wife, and the name of a politician someone reminds us of.

I can't imagine what names people have for us.
I always worry people will assume I'm an alcoholic as I'm often still in pajamas all day due to chronic illness, but when I'm dressed with hair and makeup done I don't look like there's anything wrong with me.

I hope it's a name linked to our beautiful dog who died last year. He was 16 and walked at least once a day every day especially by DH so I bet someone in the street calls him something dog related.

Abusive Cunt - fortunately he died last year. Our street is a much calmer place now.

Shitbox Steve, Angry Dad, John and Yoko, and 2 lots by their actual names. Oooh what might we be called good question! I'd like to think "lovely dog couple" but more realistically "middle aged chubbers"

Builder who lives around the corner - we called him Fred West because unfortunately he looks like Fred West! Noisy annoying neighbours at the end of our garden we call The Munsters because they're ugly and rude!