I hate everyone who lives adjacent to me and that’s in no way an exaggeration. As I type this I’m having to sleep in a humid top floor room (3 storey, the heat really build up here) listening to some twunt who most certainly is using his ‘outdoor voice’ and has been since 9pm. And trust me; NOTHING on this planet is that funny that you need to laugh like a pissed donkey. Apart from that....
A selection of yapping, growling, over sensitive dogs who need to STFU - got 7 dogs in the neighbouring houses in total.
Crap FM. Loudly. All day and all evening.
Jet washing anything that moves.
Outdoor projector screens. Whose genius idea are they? Sorry, hearing your crap radio inside and out all summer isn’t enough. I have to listen to Star Wars and Trolls too. A lot.
They all drive up and down the road like they are competing to kill someone or someone’s pet. They all do this with Crap FM blaring out of their car windows too.
Despite spending so much time in their gardens it’s a miracle that most of them are shit tips with rotting sheds and weeds and the waft of dog crap when then breeze is in the wrong direction.
Mowing at 7.30am on a Sunday - those that care about their gardens that it.
Bonfires. Loads and bloody loads of bonfires.
Loud conference calls outside on headsets. I have no inclination to hear about your work issues. And just loud generally. I can tell you a lot about people round here - what they need on their shopping lists, what they are having for supper, and a running commentary on CV19 for the last 3 months. I am sick of their booming voices!
It’s not polite to dry your pants and bras and other greying lingerie items on a clothes horse right outside our front doors, even if that is the only sunny spot.
I could go on but it does my blood pressure no good at all.....