to wonder if my neighbour is dealing drugs?

[Crazycatlady]

New neighbour has moved into a rented house a few doors down about a month ago. Ever since, he has been coming and going at very odd hours.

Typically, at around 7/8pm he gets in his car and drives off somewhere, returning 15 mins later. He repeats this two or three more times, then heads out properly at about 10pm and returns home anytime between 4am and 6am.

Then not a peep out of him all day long.

We only know about his movements because he drives a huge Japanese street car with an extremely loud muffled exhaust that wakes the whole house (including 19 month old DD). It is most annoying.

We are in inner London by the way.

So AIBU? If not, what should we do?

Sounds like drugs to me.
Pair of wallys down my street do exactly the same thing. I don't like it but don't feel like I can do anything.

Ah ha! It's people like you who made people like me end up living out of London because you'd priced us out of the market!

I tink you'll find that there are drugs on almost every street, and NOYT just on the estates.

He could be dealing, sure... he could just as possibly be a night worker.

Without concrete evidence there is little you can do, regardless.

Oh, sorry . If it's any consolation, we can't afford it here either, so we're about to sell up and leave London which makes me very sad really.

There is only one thing for it. You must follow him!

Ooh... interesting ...

Right, I really am off to bed, hoping not to be woken at 4 or 5am by said noisy neighbour.

"You live in Streatham, and you are wondering if a drug dealer lives in your street? "

having read his profile, I htink he could come in handy once the exhaust is demounted and discarded fixed

so you are moving out of London and you are sad about it? Ok that figures! lol

Crazy, where I lived, on the other side of Brixton to you, was bad 25 years ago... it's appalling now. Now, living in a beautiful village, I son't think I resent the incomers any more, but rather am grateful to them for pricing me out of the market all those years ago.

Unless I win the lottery and can fund a nice house in Dulwich Village I don't want to know. :)

demounted! ha ha
I give up

So you could approach him, friendly like, "oh hi there, you'r the new drug dealer who has just moved in? How are you settling in?"

Well, my neighbour used to be at home all day...and went out in the middle of the night in his car. (I know this because DS2 was a new born and up a lot in the night...and I got into the habit of checking if neighbour was in or not whenever DS2 woke up )

Also, he got an Alsation, and a new front door, when there seemed to be nothing wrong with the old one. And sometimes uniformed police would sit in a marked car opposite his house, and a couple of times they delivered documents to him.

What do you make of that then, eh?

He told us he was an accountant.

oh that'll be one of those Russian spies who weren't any good at the job and kept drawing attention to themselves.

I've got TWO "Alsatians" German Shepherd Dogs, Lynette. AND * was born and bred in Sarf Lundun.

Does that make me a drug dealer and a gun runner?

:o :o

What's the problem exactly? If he's doing the dealing he appears to do it places other than his house so it's not like you're wading through needles and coke cans every morning.

Have you considered keeping your nose out of his business?

clearly the main problem is the loud exhaust waking up her toddler before 6 every morning heracles

Oh sure, that does sound like a huge pain in the bum, but the thread title would suggest it's not the main problem.

If I were a successful dealer (sounds like he lives in a nice place etc) I'd not really want to draw so much attention to myself, the silly show-off.

It appears the OP is moving soon so I guess it'll end soon (unless she's moving near an airport or Silverstone!).

OK so last night three different taxis arrived at various hours, stopped outside the house for a few minutes and then left again. I was in bed, but could hear people coming and going.

Then noisy neighbour sets off in his car at 2am. He has just arrived home. We got a lie in .

Vall - totally agree re Dulwich. Lovely place. If we could afford to live there I think we'd stay in London a lot longer.

ZZZ - yes we will be sad to leave. This is our home, we have good friends here.

Crazycatlady - be careful!! - when you're watching from your overgrown garden today.

Ha ha! That makes it sound like I will be hiding behind the bushes with a camera...

Just one giant weed to hack down, and a dead windowbox to sort out. I've put DH in charge as we both have today off. He can play nosy neighbour while I mn spring clean the house.

YANBU- I reckon he probably is a bit dodgy, but ultimately, what can you do about it without any proof?

Going out for 10-15 mins at a time 3 or 4 times an evening would make me a bit suspicious - unlikely that he can be that forgetful at the shops every evening - if he is, then he is probably a complete pot-head himself, which opens a whole other can of worms!

Gotta say though, I have visions of you with a clipboard, curtains twitching, keeping tabs on when he comes and goes...."My name is Michael Paine, and I am a nosy neighbour...."

Tee hee, I may have to invest in a clipboard . Am usually lying in bed swearing into my pillow.

"Drugs are (usually) confined to the big estates."

Sadly that is sooooo untrue. Lived in a very quiet village outside a very 'nice' town. One neighbour was a drug dealer. Mum lived in next - equally nice - village. Lad across road was dealing from his elderly parents' bungalow (kitchen window to be precise). Now live in another part of the country and drugs are dealt from the local park. Am afraid they are absolutely everywhere, just that most of us dont notice

And yes I think he probably is dealing them....

That's sad Folly, those poor elderly parents.

You're right, it is everywhere, especially in London I guess. I just (perhaps naively) thought that a 'nice' street full of young families would be less likely to encounter this type of behaviour than, say, the large estates nearby on Brixton Hill where the gangs all hang out with guns and knives.

Our road is a pretty ordinary London street full of Victorian cottages, but it's unusual for London in that most people know each other very well, we have a street party every year, the houses are well looked after and people tend to live here for a long time as it's very quiet and pleasant. Then some twat with a massive exhaust moves in, starts behaving oddly and now I'm all unsettled...

Nothing to be done I suppose, but by the looks of a number of posts, IANBU for at least wondering if he's up to no good.

If you do feel strongly about the drug dealing, you could contact the Crimestoppers. I believe there's a campaign called 'Rat on a rat', aimed at people in your position, who suspect someone is drug dealing.

They wouldn't be bothered if it turned out to be nothing and he does just enjoy several short drives before working a night shift somewhere.

Ask him for some drugs.

He will either say no, in which case rest assured he's not a dealer; or he will say yes, you can knock yourself out or go to a very happy place where the sound of his exhaust is like birdsong.

It's a flawless plan.