To ask for strange things your neighbours have requested to borrow...

[Mrscropley]

Years ago my neighbour asked if she could borrow some pj's as hers were dirty and she could find spares. . Yeah no problem, nice black satin pair never really wore as always felt like a wet fish wearing them.
Week later asked again - specifying the same ones as he bf liked her wearing them during sex. . Told her to keep them!!

NDN once asked for loan of a hairdryer as her DS (18!) couldn't sleep without one blowing since his grandad died.

Was that I handed over our spare without question and found it outside her door a few weeks later with the plug cut off.

Gave a dishwasher to a neighbour and all she did was come and ask for tablets for it, she never gave me any in return.I don't think she ever bought any!

I once convinced the cute guy down the road to come to my house and open a bottle of wine for me and my mate because we couldn't find a corkscrew. Didn't even offer him a glass! Actually got him to do it twice in the same night, I'm sure the hangover we got was karma!

I also once answered the door to the crazy lady down the street who asked to borrow some shoes. She was barefoot and it was snowing. Never got them back...

my mum had a cafe. One of the neighbours came in to ask for a spoon 'to fix his car'. my mum, being a bit naive, lent him a spoon. When she asked for it back he did return it to be fair. But it was returned bent and blackened.
The man was a known heroin addict...

A flatmate once "borrowed" my toilet brush without asking. They then refused to keep it when I told them they could. They were a very weird couple.

My 3 day old son, for the pram as she needed to 'nip to the shop, I'll have him back in a bit you can get some rest'

Never seen her before

I'd moved in around 2 months before

Nope

When I was growing up, the same neighbour always borrowed onions and stock cubes. Sometimes she'd walk right through to the pantry to get them without asking. She'd never return them, of course

Quite a few years ago my NDN asked if I had a spare fridge she could borrow,as hers had broken down! Yes,I always keep a spare fridge handy!

I moved into a new area and had only spoken to our neighbour opposite twice. She asked if she could borrow my piano, which she must have seen being moved in, and use my sitting room to entertain some blind people. She had her own piano but "my house isn't in a fit state to receive guests". I worked full-time so told her I wouldn't be comfortable with strangers in my home. Her response: "But they're blind!". ......!

Some Christmas shaped cookie cutters.

The odd bit was that I had never seen this woman or the child standing with her before in my life.

On one side is a single, elderly man, who has never married and has no children, grandchildren, or other relatives who might be visiting and baking in his kitchen.

On the other side, a slightly older than us married couple, who were away on holiday and didn't have anybody staying to look after the house.

The other side of them, people we know well enough to know this woman didn't belong to their household as either a visitor or guest.

And beyond them, another couple with no family of the right age, and then a single, alcoholic man who once needed my scarf to fasten his trousers with (whole other thread).

Actually, thinking about it, the scarf might have been an odder request than the cookie cutters, but at least I knew who he was. This woman and child are still a mystery to this day.

My oven - as her kitchen had been ripped out and she had no way of cooking her dinner. I cooked for her for the next 5 days :-)
And my other neighbour a black permanent pen as she had bleach on her new leggings and wanted to colour in it! Lol

My neighbour and I borrow food stuff off each other all the time - is it weird?

Last week I went to borrow milk and she didn't have any (sent me to the fridge) so I nipped to the shop for milk for us both...

Thought it was normal

We also share a garden hose!!

My dining table and chairs, any coffee tables i Had, a hair dryer, Kitchen Roll. The last straw was my kitchen to prepare for a dinner pArty so their house didn't get dirty. It stopped at that.

A measuring jug - her ds had thrown a strop half way through baking and smashed hers (the jug was returned the next say and arrived with a rather tasty cup cake).

Hot water for a cup of tea - the family was just moving in and her dh had been 'organised' and packed the kettle which was meant to be in the car for eas of making a drink on arrival (I invited her in for a drink and her dh was tasked with locating the kettle).

My ds - he can get almost any kind of fruit or veg to grow and ndn was worried about the contents of her greenhouse (he returned several hours later and ndn had an outstanding crop that year.)

I lived alone in a flat and a man from upstairs (who i didn't know) asked to borrow my bath as his had a hole in it. I'm ashamed to say that my young naive self didn't know how to say no.

I lived in a ground floor flat and spent the next hour sat on the windowsill ready to jump out just in case.

All was well, he left and i bleached the bath.

My son lol. Older neighbours had small child staying to help out family friend in holidays. They dont have grandchildren so borrowed my son on several occassions to play with their visitor they even took them to soft play and bought my son a present 😊

My old next door neighbour used to borrow a lot of things.
A sieve, hair straighteners, tin opener, cigarettes, wine, nail polish, coat, dress, hoover and cds. Probably more stuff too. She also came round with saucepan full of food that needed cooking, she had run out of gas and didn't have time to go to the shop before cooking the kids dinner.

She was one of my best friends though.

Can't believe the pyjamas though!!!

My old next door neighbour once knocked on a Sunday lunchtime and asked to borrow my potato masher as she'd used hers in the bedroom the night before!

A friend kept trying to get a ring from me that I often wore. In the end, in desperation she pretended she had worn it in a previous life and so it MUST be returned to her.
She was a rotten little conniving friend. You would lend her money and if you asked for it back she would throw it at you, deliberately.

I think its great if you have the sort of neighbours you can share with.

One side lent me her hubby to help cut hedge between us - I told him not to risk going on garage roof, he did and errmm leg went through - lucky escape. Pain in the arse for me as will cost around 3K to replace so now have half a garage.

Several neighbours borrow my oven for baked potatoes - its like an Aga and potatoes in it are amazing and as its always on its no skin of my nose. One even has her own keys and can use it when we are not here.

I have borrowed potatoes, icing sugar, lemons and onions at various points. Also if any of us are going away you might find a bag of veg on your door when you get home.

We have also had furniture of different neighbours and currently our mower is out of service and we borrow one from over the back so have to take it for a walk every two weeks...

Mower lady and I share dog walking and looking after responsibilities and child sitting - as DDs are same age and friends too

Next door one way is v handy and retired now and is v good at lopping our hedges once a yr and we swap plants and if I need an odd thing for a DIY job hes the man to call - tile cutters, piece of wood, type of screw, plugs etc.

So yes love living here for the most part. We are rural in a hamlet of about 80 houses and it can feel like the back end of nowhere...except for friendly neighbours

An icing nozzle for creamed potatoes and a coat hanger (repeatedly) she locks herself out often!

A red onion
The dehumidifier
The baby gate (needed for her dogs, I might add)
Some jam sugar (?!)

A red onion
The dehumidifier
The baby gate (needed for her dogs, I might add)
Some jam sugar (?!)

Neighbour borrowing ladder as he'd locked himself out. Then we couldn't get it back into storage space in garage. He was in a hurry, promised he'd come back next day to sort. No sign of him since. Did it on my own, and did my back in doing it. Next time he can bloody well phone a locksmith. And I fed their cat. Grrrr. And they leave parcel deliveries in my house for days on end. End up having to take them round. Don't accept them any more.

In the street i used to live in i once had a knock on the door at 5am on new years day for tin foil from a bloke up the road. Bit of dodgy area. I handed some over to the guy and he left saying thanks.

I never really thought anything of it until my friend told me it was probably for drug use...a few months later the house he came from had those council posters all over the windows saying it had been closed down for being some kind of a crack den