I posted another thread in May (don't know how to link it?) about my neighbour complaining about our music noise after he'd only been in the property 5 days. We don't play a lot of loud music so we were very surprised when he knocked on the door.
He's just had the house totally redecorated and recarpeted and it's now up for sale for £12k more than he paid. Pictures on Rightmove show very sparse furnishings inside.
I'm perplexed and my OH says I'm becoming mildly obsessed with finding out why he's selling. Can't see that he will make much profit really. I've been very conscious of having ANY music on when he's in and am constantly telling my kids to be quiet!
Hoping a nice large noisy family move in now! This street isn't really suitable for a single bloke - especially one that doesn't like noise!
AIBU?
New neighbour from May is now selling up
BG2015 · 11/08/2016 07:05
Wildheart In the frozen north-east of England, just before you get to Scotland. This was a quarter of a century ago, but even then we didn't know how he did it. We think he had a friend on the council. He also kept getting "No ball games" notices put, and then somebody else would ring up and demand that they were taken down. They went up and down half a dozen times before they stayed down.
to others who have commented Sorry if I have hi-jacked a thread - I was thinking it was about intolerance of young children and the accompanying noise etc. Wasn't meaning to get off point. Have some 
pippity "When I moved out 3 years later I had two children and a husband, but they all took me by surprise."
this kind of comment always makes me laugh - like one day you got home from work and they were there and jumped out shouting "surprise! - you own us now".
We had a neighbour like that. Single bloke in his fifties, moved into a 3-bed house (which is his right) in a "family"street. He began almost at once to complain about kids playing in the street, even though they were little (3 - 8) and not of an age to kick footballs off his car or anything like that. There was a patch of council-owned grass between his garden (which had a 6 foot fence, I might add) and the next, and he got the council to dig it up and put two trees in because he didn't like having a little tent and a Wendy house erected on it. Obviously two trees made an ideal set of goalposts, so the kids started to play football there (with a beachball type ball, not a hard ball) and he then got the council take out the trees and put in three rose beds (nice and scratchy!) to stop them. He was constantly out "Stop doing this, stop doing that etc" and shouting abuse. He come out of the house and burst the kid's football which led to a confrontation with one of the mothers - he called her a useless mother and a lazy cow because she (apparently we all were) because we didn't take out kids to the park to play for 8 hours a day. (He was lucky her husband didn't take his head off - if he hadn't been an older bloke (60-ish. I don't think that's old, now ), i think it would have got physical. We were glad when he finally moved.
That particular patch of grass had been a godsend to us mama because we could almost all see what was happening on it. The street was a cul-de-sac, so very safe, and we could let comparatively young children go out and play with a bit of independence knowing that we could see everything that was happening. If anyone was upset or got bumped, one or more of us would be out there with a cuddle. We took picnics for them to eat in the tent and the Wendy house (the tent was blankets over a clothes horse - open both ends, not a real tent at all) and for years different groups of children had socialised and played there together. when the bigger ones came home from school and played footie on the road, we could see them purposefully sending the ball to the little ones so they could have a kick. It as lovely. As parents we had developed an unspoken but religiously adhered to rule that the only balls allowed we sponge balls or beach ball things, so we knew there would be no damage to property and no-one would ket hit in the face with a hard ball. It really was a joy seeing this group of kids - anywhere between 3/4 and 12 playing together in the street (of course, the little ones came in early, and the older ones got more grown-up play time, too).
The miserable git stopped there for years and ruined the atmosphere. Why he wanted to move into a street full of kids when he didn't like them, God alone knows.
As lots of people have said, it's not a £12k profit. It's a possible £12k (if it sells for that) minus £1.5k for decorating, minus around 1.5% of the sale price for the estate agent, minus all the costs of buying the house originally (legal fees and stamp duty)...
I'd guess that he bought it just before the 5% stamp duty for buy to let came in and intended to rent it out to a lively family 
but has had a change in circumstances.
SheHas - I can't believe I missed that!! 
I was so taken with the 'your'
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