Things your neighbours do that annoy you

[Moominfan]

Such as playing happy hardcore in their garden at 10 in the morning.

Horrible old Yorkshire couple whom we are 99% sure have damaged our property and been horrible to our cat. She sound like she is on her last legs, but sadly still here.

Mine have the same washing machine with the nagging beep when it's done Bosch

I can hear it beeping through the wall and it makes me think I've got to get up and sort a load out.

That's literally the worst thing about them. Apart from leaving their kitchen light on all night lighting up our bedroom.

I consider myself truely truely lucky.

@YourHandInMyHand

My neighbours on both sides wanting a full on social chit chat every time I step in my kitchen, front garden or back garden. I'm quite quiet and private and it makes me feel very anxious and trapped in my own home.

Oh god, this.

My retired downstairs neighbours are like this. I live in a flat with a communal entrance and their garden is at the front, so at this time of year, they're always out when I get home from work.

I don't mind saying hello and being polite, but like you, I'm quite a private person, and I don't really want to stand in front of my house, car keys in hand, chatting for ten minutes after a full day at work - I just want to get in, shut the door and decompress.

It doesn't help that the fella insists on speaking to me as though I'm a teenager (I'm almost 40).

@Marmablade I have that washing machine, you can switch the beep off, tell them to google it!

My downstairs neighbour (an adult) spends his time loudly playing his playstation and being a bit of a stoner. He also recently pissed off a love interest who then decided to egg his windows (which he left for days) and spray paint ‘LIAR’ on our (shared) front door step. Fun times.

The male half of the couple downstairs constantly makes loud, inexplicable noises. He is often alone at the time and cries of “ragggggghhhhhhhh” “woahhhhhhhhh” etc will echo up from downstairs. It is really fucking weird.

They also love to wake up at 4am on weekends in the summer, open their bedroom patio doors and sit talking loudly directly under our bedroom window for a few hours. Then they’ll go back to bed and sleep until 2pm.

I hate them

Existing, that's the problem with mine.

I'm selling up as I can't stand mine and I used to love my house. Been here a long time.

Never have I experienced such bitchiness and nosiness and grown women snorting coke on a school night.
And that's the tame version of events.

They’re so Goddamn nosey! The second there’s an emergency vehicle in the street or anything remotely interesting going on they’re at the window or stood on the street just watching and texting/talking to everyone else trying to find out what’s going on. And then once they know they’ll tell every bugger else! We had an ambulance out at 2am yesterday for my brother and this bloody neighbour was texting my mum asking why there was an ambulance at our door. AT 2AM!!!!!!

Same neighbours own about four cars and will yell at my partner if he parks in any of their ‘parking spaces’ despite it being a public road and the only allocated parking spot belonging to my stepdad.

Live next door

They are door slammers when they argue. It goes on for days sometimes. Then they make up. Then they fall out again!

They smoke weed in their garden, just outside their kitchen window, which is just a few feet away from my permanentlyclosed kitchen window.

Their kids keep knocking for mine, despite me telling them several hundred times they won't be out to play with them ever.

They shout, swear, play loud music and even ride a quad round the garden most days.

They don't go to work so they have lots of time to fully piss me off

Hmm, where to start...this is all just one of my neighbours.

Opposed my planning permission. Even though they only moved in a year or two ago, and live down the street from me so wouldn't be affected at all. They actually had to be told to go away by my (lovely) NDN because they were attempting to force her to oppose it too.

Park their one shite car on the (relatively narrow) street rather than on their 4 car driveway.

Walk round to my house to complain about lorries driving past theirs. What the fuck do they expect when I'm building a fucking house

Decide to hang an England flag in their garden as soon as they saw my (mixed race) husband and children come to see the house.

There is more but I'll get irate.

Ahhh neighbours... I used to not need an alarm clock because I was woken every morning by the father screaming at their (little - about 6) boy to get up.... there was a lot of screaming and yelling, chasing down the road throwing shoes (that was the wife at the husband that time)...

Crazy thing was, they were otherwise pretty nice people - the house, the kids were well looked after and loved (obviously I could see them in the garden playing together, and hear them throughout the day, even when not screaming - so I could tell that the kids were fine) - they just didn't have a drama or volume knob.

Luckily enough, when we moved we hadn't seen our neighbours so it was pot luck, turned our to be a fourty plus man who lives on his own since his girlfriend past, hardly ever hear him. Apparently though, him and the previous owner hated each other, he used to play his music loud, so she (an oak) would retaliate playing hers just as loud, but he's been great with us. Maybe my six foot two husband who gets on with anyone has something to do with it.

Oops oap

The guy above me seemed to think it would be a grand idea to have a sing along with his mates and his guitar at 4am. I quickly disabused him of this notion and now he is good as gold

Playing too loud music everytime the sun is out, neighbours garden with knee high grass rats under decking having to constantly pull ivy back off our house as she’s allowed it to grow too much

My neighbours are ace! So much so that my ndn has become a really good friend. It’s pretty transient so we have had our fair share of dramas, prostitues, smack heads, weed farms, police, fire and ambulance.
We are only a tiny street and we have a right mix of cultures and ages. We’re having a street party in June!
I feel very privileged

Erm, they breathe? Does that count 🙈

Block of flats here, only 2 levels so very few flats. Neighbour 1 plays his music so loud my internal doors sometimes rattle. Then he starts his stupid bike up, rev the arse out of it, sits there for a bit...then wheels it through the communal garden leaving the double gates wide open with no concern for anybody who might be walking down the path.
Oh he also deals gear from the front of our block!!

The rest are copable...altho i do sometimes have to take deep breaths at the old boy downstairs. Deaf as a doornail so his telly is so loud i don't need mine on. His carers visit at 6.30am & i can hear every word of what they are saying to him from my bed.

I love living here...

Fortunately I have ok neighbours in adjacent houses, don’t really know them
But overall yea my neighbour are ok,no noise or other grating habits

Not pay their share of the service charge not keep their part of the communal garden clear of litter, fag ends, broken furniture, broken garden stuff, dominate the parking with ridiculous sized 4wds all hours.

Oh and deal drugs.

Don’t get me started on bloody dogs! There are 3 or 4 lots around us & they keep setting each other off throughout the day. I feel sorry for the ones opposite as they seem to be stuck outside a lot of the time. At least we don’t hear any of them at night.

Write us passive aggressive notes and be generally up themselves. Complain at us parking legally/on our own drive and then parking massive caravans outside which they then proceed to tinker with loudly til midnight under my bedroom window and then go on holiday at 4am.

Loons the vendors promised us lovely friendly neighbours #gutted.

Bump

Mine do my head in. Their drive runs along the side of our house. Despite having room for about six cars they insist on parking so they block our window. Whowever gets to the bins first after they've been emptied brings them in but they always put ours right outside the window too. I hate them, wish they'd move.

One of them watches us going into our flat through the peep hole (I can hear it). I've taken to staring at it when i hear it go. The man hangs around outside to catch any of us for a -really long- chat. Once when dp was carrying some shopping in he said he knew who wore the trousers in our relationship, my hands were full of baby at the time. I wind myself up really badly about him but I just smile and nod.

She breathes.