To be annoyed neighbours haven't invited me to their barbecue?

[MipMipMip]

Admittedly I don't actually know them. But they have sausages. SAUSAGES! I want sausages.

YANBU... Get bigger better sausages and outdo them .

What you need to do, is quickly find something lovely for pud, that you 'we're just about to throw out, but since you appear to be having a bbq, would you like it?'

Works every time with my neighbours! Although, to be fair, I know them well and I'm not to shy to just tell them to chuck another burger on the barbie!

Cover yourself with leaves, blend in with your hedge... and then gradually creep nearer and nearer to the BBQ until you're close enough to nick a sausage.

Like Burnam Wood to Dunsinane type thing.

SaucyJack

Do you think if M & Lady M had just fired up the BBQ (well, several of them) they could have distracted Macduff's forces with Delicious Sausages (etc) & thus escaped? Though knowing Shakespeare Macduff was prolly a vegetarian as well as an EMCS baby & he'd get The Rage at their failure to cater for them (you know they'd be rubbish with veggies, you just know it) & carry out his mission solo while all the soldiers were enjoying a nice peaceful BBQ truce. With minstrels until 11pm but no later so as not to break the noise hours thingy.

Love the grabby stick idea!

Alternatively, could you throw a ball over and then nip round to collect it, looking hopefully at the sausages when you do?

A bit like that advert, can't remember what for.

Have just returned from buying a mound of pork, marmite and parmesan sausages from our (not very) local butcher. They sound horrible but taste fantastic. Had intended to keep them for a special 'Britain's got talent finale' picnic tea with the kids this evening but now feel tempted to throw them on the barbie immediately in order to instil sausage envy in my neighbours as the meaty marmite aroma wafts over the hedge. There's nothing else about my garden that they are ever likely to covet so this may be my only chance.

Can't see lady M providing a quorn alternative...

Call 101 and get police to log it op? They are definitely spoiling your quiet enjoyment of your outdoor space.

Mmm if there is one thing better than a sausage it is a charred black BBQ sausage.

I think 101 is the way to tho. Although I may use the mumsnet special of 111 for the police instead.

You need to buy bigger, better sausages. Then wave them at them over the fence while singing 'my sausage is bigger than yours'.
Bonus points for dancing.

Build a bonfire and burn a few plastic items on it.

They are just so mean!! Invest in the biggest BBQ you can afford, invite the world and laugh at them while you cook the biggest sausages with carmalised sausages you can find.

Ooh good idea Keep. My dancing is so bad that they will run away screaming and leave all the sausages for meeeeeeeee!

Pork, marmite and cheese sausages????? Fucking hell I need some of those immediately. Must have now. Omnomnom.

We have pork and mustard sausages, caramelised onion ones and hells fire sausages cooking away at the moment on the BBQ

We're having a BBQ tonight and having lamb marinated in mint sauce plus some steak. But now I just want to have sausages.

I now need to visit Asda and buy some caramalised onion sausages, maple and bacon sausages and sweet chilli ones. Thats tea sorted then

Go better. Have your own BBQ with pork chops and steaks.
Pffft to sausages.
It will be even better if you do it about 6pm tonight when they're hungry again and their BBQ has long gone cold.

Get one of those giant curly Cumberland sausages and twirl it over the hedge at them.

Mip I got them from Tesco but I'm sure aldi do them too?

They really are the sausages of gods!

Maize I had one of them stick things when pregnant with ds2 ,ds1 who was then about three called it a hand grabber?

This thread reminded me to go to my neighbours BBQ

I like the 'dress as tree' idea and creep gradually closer. Bloody brilliant. However, I don't like sausage. Can you see what else they've got please Mip

Here's what you do. Get DH to ring the doorbell and engage them in conversation about starting a neighbourhood watch scheme or something equally lengthy.

You sneak round side gate, wheel the BBQ complete with delicious sausages round the front, give DH the signal, he says goodbye. They shut the front door, you run like hell with said BBQ across to your house and into your garden.