I have three conservatories. One at the back one at the side and one at the front.
I just absolutely love glass. And lean-tos.
Occasionally, I might have a morning coffee in the front conservatory (upgraded porch).
But never me dinner.
And that's despite my gaining virtual ownership of cul-de-sac planning rights after a particularly lurid works do (say no more) in 1996.
I was young and attractive.
I was surprised that, even under the circumstances, I was allowed to extend my porch right to the edge of the pavement.
Particularly as I live in a Victorian terrace!
I've always enjoyed the children scooting by. Pushing their grubby little faces against the glass.
Like noisy goldfish bubbling for food.
I would recommend calling the police on your neighbour immediately.