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!

1900 terrace with soft, thin red brick party wall... i could identify what a neighbour was watching on TV from the sound and almost wstch it without my TV sound on.

One side was rented to middle aged alcoholics.

The door bell wasn't working so every visitor to them bnged the door loudly and shutex the couples names.

They arrived with two girls- one about 8 - 10, the other 4. The would send the older to the shop with the younger one and them not let them back in. The elder daughter would be banging the door and shouting for extended periods. After a week or 2, I didn't see the girls again.

They drank pretty much every night, the more they drank the louder and louder their voices and their music got.
I was regularly in work at 3pm with my head on the desk from sleep deprivation.

They sometimes had "parties".

One day I came back to find my house burgled. The police suspected their guests. The same goes had a fight, with one young man having a serious injury from having a bottle smashed over it. He was apparently air lifted to another hospital for specialist treatment, an attempted murder investigation was started, with our street taped off, forensics working on the house for 2 days, and police cars in the street during this. The police cars were actually a confort to me because of the burgary.

The young man survived and I think the charges were reduced to Gbh, not sure.

*the same guests

Incodebtally after months of noise from them into the early hours (and he adult son, who would turn up and rant and rave at the front of the house, even battering my door once, drunk I presume) and an ongoing, form filling environmental health procedure, I cracked on day and decided to put on loud music when I went to work to let them see what it was like not to sleep (in the late morning/afternoon, with no work to go go if course) ... she actually came to my door to complain, completely self righteous, when I came home from work that evening lol.

One of mine gives my DH’s ex detailed reports on what we’ve been doing. It’s been going on for years, but he denies it. However, from what she knows it’s obvious where it comes from

Many years ago when I lived in my first flat, one summer someone played “my heart will go on” on repeat for about a week. I assumed they’d got dumped but jeez it was a bit much!

Not me but my ex

he lived in a block of flats-the way they where built meant there was no ground floor flat,no 11 on the first floor,him on the second and no 15 above him

the guy who lived in no 15 had some very serious mental health problems-but was falling through the cracks and wasn’t getting anywhere near the help he needed

anyway,he wanted to move,but the council wouldn’t/couldn’t move him so he went to go stay with some friends (say this was the Monday) came back to his flat Tuesday morning and set some paper on fire and left

he came back Tuesday afternoon and found his flat hadn’t burnt to a crisp-it had gone out so he re-lit his bits of paper and fucked off out

my ex just happened to be at home (his normal routine meant he would have been round his very ill sisters house but she’d cancelled for some reason) and was talking to me on the phone when he saw a wisp of smoke and told me

i told him to put the phone down and phone 999,which he did

thankfully it had only scorched the guys carpet-it hadn’t taken hold because of it had,it would have taken about 100 other adjoining flats with it

when asked by the police why he’d done it,his answer was that if he burnt his flat down then the council would have to give him a house

hes now in a mental hospital,hopefully getting the help he needs

knowing what I know about my ex now-it’s a shame he hadn’t burnt to a crisp but it’s the other,very vulnerable people that live there that would have really suffered

NDN moved in and were very keen to become ‘best friends’ immediately. Within weeks she was revealing TMI about her finances and very intimate details about their marriage. DH was a bank manager and she kept angling for him to take on her accounts - after telling us that her own bank was pursuing them both for outstanding debt! They were a couple that had endless dramas and loved drawing others into them. They would have screaming rows in the garden so we could hear everything despite living in a detached house. He clearly had MH issues and she would goad and provoke him until he reached crisis point. He would walk out to cool off and she would then call the police telling them he was a missing person.

DH and I both backed off and cooled the relationship as gently as we could.

Next thing she became unhinged! She appeared on our doorstep accusing me of telling lies about her to others. I had to forcibly shut my front door in her face to get away from her. I worked in education, she rang the establishment where I worked and accused me of being a danger to the pupils.

They had large dogs that were never on leads and out on the loose. One evening I heard them barking and growling. The dogs had my cat cornered under a car and NDN did nothing to call them off. DH went and pulled one of the dogs off and shouted at them to keep them under bloody control. The other was trying to savage the cat so DH kicked it away. We got the cat out and went indoors. Next thing the police turned up and said we’d been accused by them of threatening behaviour! Luckily, they were well known to the PCs so they accepted our side of the story.

We went on holiday and came back to a 3 x 3 metre area of dead lawn. It was clear that something like petrol had been thrown over the fence as our back gate was bolted and it was closest to their fence side.

Eventually they separated and he moved out but returned at 2am one night, jacked their family car up on bricks and took the wheels off. All the screaming and shouting again woke the neighbourhood. Police turned up but didn’t do anything as the car was jointly owned and up to him what he does to it on his own drive.

Finally, the house went up for sale as part of the divorce and she moved away. Turned out she was pretty well known in our small town for erratic and malicious behaviour.

When I was I was student the kids next door (three of them, 7-12) accidentally fired a gun through our window. That was fun. Luckily I was too off my tits to worry too much and the bullet hole in the opposite wall made for a fun anecdote.

I often wonder about those kids though. Poor things.

Neighbours above used to have the most over exaggerated sex at 3am in the morning. Lots of massively over exaggerated bed bouncing and loud screams of oh oh oh. The first couple of times it was funny. After that it became as irritating as fuck especially as it would wake me up. I used to stand and bash the ceiling as hard as I could with a broom handle whilst yelling at them to shut the fuck up. Other than that all my neighbours have been ok

Ours tried to set fire to the house with the boyfriend and kids inside. We came home to find the street cordoned off by the fire service.

Accused me of racism when I reported them to the council after they poured concrete on the pavement outside their back gate that they were obviously mixing(( hard to explain but their back street runs parrarel to our front st. Its a very well used pavement))

This is after years of putting up with constant music, the fact theyll throw furniture and rubbish all over the street, the food waste they'll throw out the back gate if their bins full etc etc. I finally reported when they made a part of the street dangerous (( they knew it was me because id gone flying over it the day before and twisted my knee))

All of that shite for years. But because they're Romanian gypsies I am apparently racist. And now im getting threats and chicken carcasses thrown at my window 🙄

To the left of me, they leave their dogs cramped in a tiny space, shit all over the ground. Its horrible with the heat ,the smell is deplorable.

Tried to poison my dog as they found out I had reported them for animal cruelty.

Put their rubbish in our bin.

Puke out of their upstairs window into the back garden below.

Have screaming matches every other night.

Their dogs bark constantly throughout the night. In frustration one night my partner thumped the wall 3 times(it was after 1am on a week night) neighbours child was sent outside with a drill and started drilling Into our external wall nearest our room whilst screaming at us not to dare thump on our own wall.

I'll think of more for those.

To the right of me, the woman spends two hours every morning hacking up the tar from her chain smoking, the sound makes me gag. The smell from her house is indescribable.
One of her adult children is home from another country with 6 kids and every day for the last week I've heard her screaming at her children who are crying to "shut the fuck up" and threatening to hit them.

Cant wait to move.

I had no problems in my first house which was in a less desirable area - drug dealers two doors down were very well behaved. My second house was more up market. We had a break in and stuff stolen. Houses were constantly getting burgled. My third house is in a wealthy area but has been hell. The neighbours have been terrible.

It's all calmed down now - the alcoholic/violent couple have split up and their noisy, feral children no longer visit the remaining parent. The drug addict was evicted. The angry son that threatens and scrounges off his father and won't leave unless he's given money - has a restraining order against him. The ex con has moved. The crazy party animals are now in their late thirties and no longer have wild all nighters. I'm probably the worst neighbour now.

Nothing to compare with some of these, but years back we lived in London in a row of Victorian terraces with narrow gardens, so you could hear people in the neighbouring gardens. In the summer we would often leave the patio door at the back of the living room open.

Then a new family moved in next door. The man would (frequently and bizarrely) open his kitchen door, go into his back garden, and let out the most blood curdling 30 second long belches, often followed by a window trembling fart of similar duration. He’d then go back in and shut the door. Totally rank and grim behaviour, which he must have realised was audible to the neighbours on either side. I could never quite look at him if I passed him on the street without imagining his flatulence.

In my 20's, I was the only person on my floor in a huge block of council flats with a phone. It was all quiet for the first 18 months and then a couple with a toddler moved in. They were volatile, and would often knock for the police to be called. We would also take the baby off them whilst they were arguing, and the baby was so unresponsive and just stared all the time. It was heartbreaking.

One day I came home, and one of their DC (now an adult) had been released from jail. He didn't approve of him mums new partner, so he chopped her up. He disposed of her body parts bit by bit. A taxi driver called the police, and he was arrested.

The remaining partner carried on trying to use my phone, but often when I was asleep and they would try to 'let themselves in', telling the police 'she's my pal'.
I was not her pal.

I moved out a year later when someone set fire to one of the other apartments, through their postbox.

The remaining partner took their own life not long after, and I don't know what happened to the baby.

Sad times.

Bloody hell!

My neighbour is fit doesn’t do anything wrong just is too hot!

On a lighter note, at one point the neighbours one side liked really noisy sex, and the other side used to play 'You're Gorgeous ' loudly on repeat.

Mildly annoying!

Unfortunately my garden runs along the back of the gardens of 6 terrace houses several roads round. So I have 7 garden neighbours. Peace and quiet is often destroyed by the idiot in the middle. Spending her days drinking and smoking weed in her summer house, built meters away from my patio doors, she has ample time to scream at her teen children, dogs and neighbours. She screams at weeds. She screams at branches that fall off of trees in wind.

She had a dog that would jump over the fence, she added a metal fence stolen from a building site. But because that is ugly to look at she lent some other fence panels in front of it. A decade later we had ivy the size of tree trucks grown up it and the weight was damaging my fence. She screamed at me in Tesco because the fence was shit. We replaced the whole fence. Everyone who came to give a quote all said they wouldn't touch her metal and wooden fence. So ours got replaced. At 5pm she was in her PJ's screaming at the fence people for not taking her fence and shit away. She thought we would remove her ones and garden her border. We had weeks of her swearing at her fence left behind because she had to get rid of the metal one.

She looks over the fence so often she has bent the wood. I'm adding a pergola just to block her.

I used to have a hermit neighbour who would text me or DH every so often late at night to complain about something we had nothing to do with. For instance, we live in the countryside, so she would text to complain about the noise of a tractor during harvesting in a neighbouring field or the postman delivering items to the wrong address and demand in quite rude terms that we "do something about it" or "get it sorted".

She moved from London to the countryside to get away from people but I don't think she realised how many people are in the countryside! The postman stopped delivering to her house because she shouted at him one day for delivering the post. She obviously suffered from some mental health crisis as ambulances would turn up, always on a Sunday, but then drive away not very long afterwards and we would get another angry text message that evening. Sometimes they would turn up at my house first by mistake, confusing the addresses, and the ambulance staff were always really annoyed/irritable at me until they realised I hadn't called them out. Refused to pay her share of essential driveway maintenance, claiming that because she didn't have a car, she shouldn't pay. At one time, she went through a phase of marching round to my house and knocking loudly on my door while was wfh and not going away until I answered, just to tell me of one of her latest complaints. I'm afraid I wasn't all that sympathetic because she wasn't a very nice person, could try to be a bit of a bully at times and she made me uncomfortable.

Apart from that, she was very quiet as she lived totally indoors with the curtains/blinds all closed, never venturing into her garden. She didn't work. Shopping delivered. Eventually, her parents moved in with her and they all lived like that, never going outside, curtains closed in the middle of the day, even though it was quite a secluded house. Eventually, she sold up and a lot of work had to be carried out on her septic tank to bring it up to modern standards, so she must have told the men doing the work some stories and they informed me that she was moving "because I had made her life a misery", although I barely saw her. She was only in her late thirties too.

The new neighbours are lovely people!

Most of it is too outing to disclose on here, but rudeness/inconsideration/husband hiding behind our bins to spy on our teenage daughter/verbal tirade when she sees me on my drive - all ‘usual’ behaviour for us since they moved next door.

Some of the things written on here are terrible - I can’t believe people have to experience this level of abuse when living in their own homes.

I’ve had some horrors!

Had to call environmental health on one neighbour as their garden became a giant trash can and it attracted rats the size of cats. It was piled so far up their back and side wall you could barely make out the bottom part of the house. It took 4 skips to clear it. Thankfully she was evicted not long after (she decided to turn to prostitution to being in some cash). Her kids were lovely, she was an arse.

On the other side the old couple were a bunch of stalkers. I caught him staring at me through the back window once. Now bear in mind there was a 6 ft hedge that separated our properties and he had to climb up it to get access! He was truly awful, he rarely said a word to us, just used to stare. If we mowed the lawn he came out to watch, if we hung out washing he’d watch from his upstairs window. If we sat in the garden he came out on his side. We once tested whether he would follow if we moved to the front garden. He did. So we moved to the back again and sure enough he followed and we could hear him out there. His wife was just as bad. We actually moved because of them because we couldn’t use the outside of our house any more. It was unbearable.

Our current neighbours are ok but a few years ago we had a girl renting next door with huge dogs and she didn’t clean up after them so it attracted massive flies and the stink was gag worthy. Couldn’t put washing out as the smell clung to the fabric. 🤢 Thankfully she’s gone and there’s a lovely family there now. On the other side we have a drunk and occasionally he does scream and shout and burn trash but it’s rare so it’s not too much of an issue.

God this is depressing, my lovely quiet neighbours of 25 years are moving out and Im dreading the next lot. Its going to be rented out, and I know Im being unfair, but the other rented house on the other side have the most horrendous filthy people living there, landlord very conspicuous by his absence. Just hope hes not the one thats bought the other side.

Our downstairs neighbour decided to set himself up as a drug dealer/chemsex party host. In a gated development. Unfortunately our door numbers were not too different so lots of his clients/customers would ring us either from the gate or the front door to be let in at all hours of the day and night - we were having middle of the night wake up calls at least 3 times a week for months (I've since replaced the entry phone with one I can turn off at night). And the lift would go all night long.

There were also the handful of early morning police raids where we'd be woken up hearing them use their "key" to get into his flat.

We'd also frequently have people overdosing in the car park and needing an ambulance, or people shouting and screaming about being ejected from the party, again at very antisocial hours. I became pretty familiar with our local neighbour police team over the 18 months or so it persisted.

I was really ill during the time this was going on, and it made it much harder for me. Fortunately I'm better now, and even more fortunately he's moved - a nice family live there now.

Had nightmare neighbours who during mediation pulled out 4 years of diaries and proceeded to read daily entries of our lives

I think we need to know the contents for diarys to know who was the nightmare neighbour here - The advice on here is often to keep detailed records of nuisance neighbours behaviour!