Please tell me your worst NDN stories??

[LittleBirdWeeps]

We have a neighbour who seems to constantly know our business without us telling him, for example last week we popped out and bought a new laptop as our old one was finished.

We haven't spoken about it to him or mentioned it in the garden but today he popped up (over the fence) to DH and said, "How is your new laptop?"

He must have seen us carrying it in! Despite it not being a big item. DH definitely hadn't mentioned it to him and neither had I. So he's either spying or watching via his Ring doorbell. (This isn't the first time he's suddenly known stuff about us without us telling him and I've caught him spying before now.)

So please, tell me your worst next door neighbour stories? Then maybe I can put this in perspective!

2 jack russells. The noise was horrendous. Complained constantly to the landlord and the tenants left. I was at murderous level

I have to say the ongoing nonsense from NDN about the boundary and the square of garden he tried to pinch did cause me quite a bit of stress but I was always conscious that it could be much worse.

Really sorry to hear some of these dreadful stories and appreciate how minor in the scheme of things my experience was/is. It does take the shine off the house though and I will only stay here as long as I am working fulltime.

Some of these are horrendous. I had a neighbour druggie who when her fella was in prison (it was quiet when he was there) she had numerous men over, her and her pal making out with guys on the lawn and car even though middle of the day and children around. Non stop music and slamming of doors, tv been left blasting on soo loud I could not sleep but she was out of her head so did not bother her. Police raiding their house for drugs, her poor dogs left for a few days in heatwave without food or water. People coming and going at all hours and parties and just no respect. Oh they also stole the oil from the neighbours tank for their heating. It was hell and I just had to move out find another place.

Also had a dog next door that barked non stop and the owner lovely but seemed oblivious to it. I looked after her dog for a whole weekend and he did not bark once as we gave him loads of attention.

I'd moved to a new area after my marriage broke down. So me and my kids were feeling fragile as it was. But neighbour over the road just simply decided to make my life hell. He'd leave for work at 4am and bang on my door to wake us up. He'd shout "come on get up you fucking scrounger". He'd call me a whore if he saw me coming out my house. Enticed his kids to bully mine. He didn't like single mothers. We were all dole sponging slags (his words). I pleaded with his wife to make him stop but she slammed door in my face. Police did go talk to him but it made things worse.

So I got my sisters boyfriend who was a very large rugby player to come over and warn him off. He popped over for a chat but ended up dragging the scrote by the scruff of his neck to my house to apologise.

Funnily enough this worked a treat.

@RangerCrawford so out of order! Loving the pretend suss behaviour and the notebook of movements

Used to live in a flat. Some flats had random garden patches but not all. Two young men moved in to flat in opposite block. Chopped down two trees, put grass in. Garden was right opposite my living room window. They sat in the (tiny) garden most evenings and all weekend smoking weed. It fucking stunk. Drug dealers would roll up at midnight or 2am selling them shit. Their friends would sit smoking with them in the garden. I’d think it would be safe to open my window and i’d see the tip of a joint glowing in the darkness. The police sent a letter round reminding us that cannibis use was still illegal but they never fucking came round.

I'm sorry for everyone who's had to put up with horrible neighbours. It's unfair I feel, and there's no escape from it unless you're prepared to move.

I'm finally ready to confront mine, before reporting her to the EA who are hopefully still managing the property, though I worry it may escalate her behaviour or she'll send her equally thuggish husband to confront me.

I wish their landlords would sell up and they're forced to move on.

We have beautiful neighbours now and always did except for a brief spell when next door got new tennants. Hipster entitled young couple who clearly made an ill informed choice moving to a family area in a cul de sac where all houses but theirs had children.
The male in the couple was vile. Keeping the kids balls and deflating them. Parking in front of houses causing mums with prams, babies and shopping to walk further, refused to stop doing this and would regularly get out and move his car when others left for school run etc.
He started throwing rubbish in my garden and saying it was from the kids... it 100% was not... think energy drinks and empty prawn packets ???
He would knock on my door and the other sides house from about 7pm onwards... up to 5 times in a night complaining he could hear our TVs, That the kids are closing the gate too often, that they were laughing too loud.
He would viciously bang on the wall when we were cheering on a rugby match on tv. Me and 3 kids at 4 in the afternoon swearing and screaming to shut the F up.
I work from home and do a few hours work b4 kids awake. I plugged my laptop in at 6am in the wall next to his house. He started screaming youve fucking woken me up you stupid bitch.
His poor female partner used to get roared at and id hear her crying a lot. She went back to stay with her parents for a few weeks. One night he had 3 men round and they were drinking and smoking cannabis. They went on to have what I can only assume is a very exciting orgy in the bedroom next to mine.
I took great pleasure in knocking and telling him if he can hear my laptop being plugged in I can definitely hear who you are having sex with and to keep it down.
He never complained again. She only returned to get some stuff and the landlord terminated his contract shortly after due to us all complaining about him targetting us.
The good in me thinks its quite sad that maybe his anger came from the life he felt he wanted. But do you know what secretly enjoying gay orgies doesnt make you a vile thief of joy as far as I know.
He was horrible.
We are all back to a lovely uneventful street now with a beautiful young friendly couple living there instead, and long may it remain.

I'm so sorry. Fucking bastards 😡

They did after 4 years but it left me traumatised and I suspect with PTSD. There was LOTS more and even worse than this but too outing

Used to play loud music at ridiculous hours. When I complained, I was told that because it was after 6.30am, they won't do anything. I couldn't hear my TV!

He'd come in at 5am-ish and would make so much noise waking me up.

If he was getting up early he'd bang, sounded like he was doing DIY.

He got chucked out of the area for fighting, or so I've heard. Now have new neighbours and my only complaint is their squeaky floorboards...

We moved in in late 2020 with a 2yo and a baby on the way. When said baby was a few weeks old, we noticed that the downstairs neighbour kept slamming her doors when our toddler cried. We initiated a conversation, in which the first thing she said was that our toddler was a very mardy child. Other gems included that her heart sank when she found out I was pregnant. We parted on a very bad note and the door slamming continued for months, until we told her that we'd report her to the council if she didn't stop. A year on, she seems to want to be on amicable terms again but I feel she crossed a line insulting my children and not showing even a sliver of empathy to me (PND, baby in lockdown, no family or visitors for months). I'll be polite to her but she's sorely mistaken if she thinks I'll do anything beyond the strictly necessary. That includes watching her plants shrivel up in the heat when she's away.

I’ve written about the neighbour from hell before. We asked-very politely-if they’d mind turning down the music one early morning when we had people staying. He punched me in the face. They then played music so loud it was just noise 7pm-7am for a year. We stayed out as much as possible. He used to throw his girlfriend round and smash up the furniture. We had to speak to him re some work that needed doing before we could move. He was a total arsehole, even his brother told him to stop being such a wanker about it. The next door neighbour moved out having been there for 40 years.

It definitely gave us ptsd, we can’t tolerate noise. We’ve been very fortunate with mostly very quiet neighbours ever since, bar one who kept coming round uninvited to borrow money, fags etc. Thank god she moved.

Neighbour with mh issues. She accused us of blocking her landline number, said we were stealing her gas and electric (we’re on cards). She phoned the police and said we’d come through the party wall, emptied her fridge and put the contents on the dining room table. Hmm. When we tried to speak to her son and daughter, they told us there were 3 sides to every story. 🤔She refused to participate with council mediation.

Apparently we should die, we’re thieves because not English (nor was she!) and she said ‘daddy should be shot’ to our 4 year old because he wasn’t English. She pointed out the neighbours opposite who had been ‘coming into my house’. They were bemused!

She was removed by men in white coats one day, came back then has finally-thank god-sold up. Very bizarre times.

💐to all those also suffering with cunty neighbours. Hoping to pick up some tips for dealing with them other than moving!

Drives his dirt bike around his tiny garden (made tiny by the piles of rat infested rubbish piled up down the side) for hours on end whilst smoking weed and listening to loud music.
He chooses to do all of this shirtless on the off chance that someone might want to check out his tummy.

Homophobic drunk on one side, really loud, inconsiderate arsehole on the other. We were attached to the latter and our walls would shake, just with how loud their TV would be, nevermind the blaring, bass music.

Honestly, where we are now is heaven by comparison, but we were recently discussing moving again. When I read these and remember our own hideous experience, I'm not sure I'd want to take the risk again. We're blessed with good neighbours here, but that really was just luck. You never know who you're going to get.

Had a party and invited new neighbours. Bloke proceeded to get blind drunk, nasty with my brother in law, accusing him of eyeing up his partner. My bil is devoted to my sister and absolutely was not!
Bloke left, saying something about guns and then we heard shots coming from his garden. I have no idea what he was firing, could have been a starter pistol for all I know 😁 I just know it was bang bang gun like. We were all just gobsmacked. Everyone on the street avoided him like the plague after that.

There was the neighbours who lived below me in my first flat, 2 brothers. It was a HMO so 3 flats in one house. They burgled me when I spent 3 nights in hospital, the police searched their flat as they had previous in similar and hax also been selling what was my stuff in the local pub (5 doors up). Police also found they had a grow room in the spare bedroom. They flit the country while on bail.

Current neighbours, number 4 is on the sex offenders register for attacking me, I can't have a restraining order unless I had been in a relationship with him and its deemed he has served his sentence of 5 1/2 months. He currently has 2 dogs in his backyard which he is out shouting at while drunk / stoned and the dogs are constantly barking.

I'm Number 5. Number 6 is currently in prison for biting part of his cousins ear off, cousin lives at number 8. He is due out in the next 10 days after 3 months.

Number 10 has just moved out after a group of vigilantes strongly suggested that he moved as we have a playpark less than 100 metres away, he had been there for 4 days and was a paedophile.

Number 14 is dealing drugs and its only a matter of time before he is up in court/ prison again.

But I live on an estate with 90 houses and the crap neighbours are right beside me, the rest of the neighbours are okay, some are absolute angels and couldn't ask for better neighbours.

I don't have an option to move as this house was adapted for my specific needs so moving is not an option.

Ex neighbours (tenants) ran a very indiscreet brothel. A new girl would arrive each day with a suitcase then some would go. Clients knocking on our door at all hours asking for 'business?'. Even the old lady across the road was propositioned. The pimp would run naked in the street drunk at times. They got moved on, so we thought, & the house got set alight by a disgruntled punter, who piled up spray cans at the front door & torched them. Police/fire brigade extinguished the fire & boshed the door in & dragged two remaining frightened girls out. Life in our street was quiet for ages until a drug dealer moved in over the road. People scoring day/night. Police raids/arrests ensued with a huge stash found in one of his many vehicles & someone with a grudge torched his vehicle. More police/fire brigade. To be fair he's quite a nice bloke & seems to have curbed all that or moved on to other nefarious activities away from home.

Our upstairs neighbours were dealing drugs. Unfortunately there were no numbers on the buzzers so constantly being buzzed in the middle of the night (all very polite when we told them to buzz the buzzer next to ours). One night the police pounded on our door at 2 am looking for them but they’d scarpered.

Love this! Whatever works :)

Oh my word! Some of these stories are just awful, I'm sorry for all of you dealing with such shite neighbours.

People can be - and often are - just incredibly strange.

Not totally a neighbor as it was in an HMO with a shared kitchen but he thought he had caught C.Diff from his work, so he shat in a tupperware and left it in our shared fridge to send to his doctor.
It did not have a lid on, was just sat there next to the cheese.

He was not the best person to live with, he frequently left the oven on, microwaved fish pies, didn't ever tidy up after himself and once left his friend passed out in our bath with the door locked while he went to work, it was our only toilet and the friend didn't leave for 9 hrs