We have had a new next door neighbour since January. He hasn't actually moved in yet and is currently doing a complete renovation on the house itself. We are a row of 1950's terraces but he is the end house, we live next door.
He introduced himself to us and brought a bottle of wine and some fudge round to apologise in advance for the work. I said that was really thoughtful and that he shouldn't worry as we are out working during the week. So far so good.
After this it turned into a living hell.
At first it was the drilling and banging until around 8pm at night. We said nothing because he's young and clearly excited about having his first home and as anyone would, wants to get it done quickly. This then escalated to all day Saturday and sometimes Sundays. I had a quick word and asked for him to let us know when he planned to work outside reasonable hours.
Then came the third party wall agreement that he tried to make us sign with 3 days notice until the work started. Unfortunately for him we rent so once he found this out, things escalated even more.
I had to go round again on a Sunday when there was continued banging to have him smirking in my face. He agreed to let us know when work was taking place in unreasonable hours and so I left hoping that my strong words had finally sunk in.
Well no. In short this Easter weekend was beyond anything I have ever experienced. Good Friday we were woken up by a company using a pneumatic drill to dig up his front path. I believe they were replacing the water pipe but it wasn't an emergency as when I asked the workmen why they were working on a bank holiday, they said the job had been booked in for weeks!? This went on until late afternoon. Easter Sunday we had banging as the neighbour was obviously (from the sounds) trying to board the walls. I went round at 3.30pm as we had family round and asked him to stop which to be fair, he did. Bak holiday Monday comes and yet again I am woken up at 9am by drilling, banging and general noise from the house. He had booked plasterers to come. I thought it would be one of the quieter jobs but no! I lost my shit. I couldn't even go round to say anything as I knew I would not be polite so my partner went and said any more noise in unreasonable hours would be reported. His reply, I'll let you know when work is being done on a bank holiday.
But we have two more bank holidays next month. The house looks nowhere near complete (I'm assuming he's planning to extend as he has boarded up the kitchen door) and I physically and mentally can't take any more noise. I have a stressful job and like to relax at home but that's impossible now.
Do I just go ahead and report him to the council? How are the companies allowed to do work on a bank holiday and who do I complain to about them? Am I just being upright and need to relax? I just can't take much more.