Hell is a terraced house with a hot tub, bar and outdoor tv.

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Or more accurately, hell is what I'm going through living next door to this abominable set up.

Family from hell moved in not that long ago. Drunken pot smoking father who attended a house party in the mid 90's and apparently never left, a wife who to be fair seems like she's lost the will to live or smile, and an assortment of teenagers who like to invite all their mates round and shout about dildos and cumming in people's eyes.

The garden has slowly morphed into something resembling a butlins, which is fairly impressive as we all only have narrow postage stamp gardens. It started with a hot tub, progressed to an outdoor bar, and has culminated this weekend in some sort of wooden shack thing made of fences with a tin roof, housing an outdoor television.

The second the sun comes out it is thumping tunes ALL day, which to be fair sometimes gets turned down a little at 11 pm. Unfortunately tonight it has now been replaced by some shitty action movie being loudly played in the garden, as the family members converse in their usual dulcet yells. Must have affected their hearing with all that drum and bass.

Yes, we have tried talking to them. The father seemed to indicate through grunts that he had understood my attempt at communication with a primitive life form, however we were then treated to angle grinding in the street regularly for a few nights, as he loudly complained about the 'stuck up bitch next door' and proclaimed that I'd be 'having that'.

No, I currently can't move. I'm working on it but realistically not going to be any time soon. I'd imagine the house would be a hard sell at the moment too, most prospective owners would run a mile.

I guess I just wanted to rant, I'm so tired. I've actually found myself on the brink of tears a few times tonight, mainly from frustration. They went away last week and it was wonderful. The entire estate was practically silent, just the usual buzz of every day life going on made me really appreciate just what loud obnoxious bastards they are.

Wow. I have no advice to offer , but you have my utmost sympathy. I would hate to have to live with your neighbours.

Oh god, OP. I am so sorry you're going through this hell! I wish I had an answer.

There is a ray of hope here. That they are renting. I would speak to the to other neighbours who're also sick to the back teeth of them and try and find out a way to find out who is the owner of the house. If you all speak out together it makes your case much stronger and they would have a harder time labelling you as a complaining neighbour. There are more of you decent neighbours than there are of them. I think the key lies here. The more neighbours complaining the better as it's better all round if it's not just you.

I bloody love Butlins. The thing is you know it’ll be a crazy few days, then you all go home. Recreating the experience in your garden is about as cunty as you can get.

I also love my garden. Invite friends round occasionally and listen to music. It goes off or we move inside at 10ish. So when my neighbours ramped up their Ibefa party music last Sunday night at midnight I was singularly unimpressed. To be fair, poking my head out the window and shrieking “are you fucking kidding me, turn that shit down” did have the immediate desired effect. I was trembling afterwards at what all the other neighbours thought about me.

Based on update - I would definitely find opportunities to go for a walk in the street and if other neighbours are accessible easily, start a conversation and find out what they're feeling. All with a view to reporting as a collective to the landlord / letting agent.

Obviously have to be discrete in case neighbours drop you in it and pie head family get worse.

The reminds me so much of the new film ' Restless' I watched just last week. Are you sure this isn't a promo for this? 😆

In all seriousness, it isn't funny. I agree with whoever said this can send people over the edge. I'm housebound so much with health and this sort of neighbour situation would really make me think about running them over as a last fucking hurrah tbh.

@Vitrolinsanity this is exactly what I do. And then I retreat shaking thinking oh no hope I haven't made it worse for myself.

So far it's worked. Only would do this when I have 3am wake ups with alarms etc ringing for over a bloody hour etc or what you describe.

I genuinely don't understand what it is that make some people think that it's OK to play loud music, or do anything antisocial, in residential areas.

Is it that they're too thick to realise? Surely even the most unintelligent of creatures know that if their music is loud, it is disruptive to others?

Is it entitlement? That they'll do as they please, because fuck everyone else? But this would mean they don't care about sleeping children, elderly or sick people, people with mental illness etc, that their actions could have an impact on. Are people really that selfish?

Or do some people think that's normal behaviour? Again, surely not?

No one wants to have to listen to anyone else's shit music. Gardens are supposed to be peaceful and calm. An escape. Inside the house, even more so. If someone in their own home can hear a neighbour's music, that's just not OK.

It’s a hot summer solstice
Enjoy kick back

sitting in deathly silence in garden feels like waiting for death especially on an evening like this

And yes we have music on but we have to put up with power tool and wood burner treated wood smoke all winter so yeah fuck the neighbours they are selfish and polluting, both noise and sir wise

wait until next week we shall be enjoying Glastonbury at home

Again I’m just trying to understand the thinking.

did you know other people would hear your noise but you didn’t care? You viewed your discomfort of headphones more important than your neighbours discomfort?

or did you think your neighbours wouldn’t mind the noise?

or did the neighbours inconvenience not even cross your mind?

Tbh I only used the speaker to slightly amplify my phone volume, we're not talking booming decibels speaker on max volume, we're talking the volume level of a conversation so I can't help but think you're overreacting slightly

Sometimes its fire with fire because it’s all you’ve got, isn’t it?

DS often has blasted his black metal CDs through the wall to our neighbours. They probably would have been exhausted from hearing it and unlikely struggled to sleep after stopping their noise at 3am...serves them right.

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Isn't it just.

OP- Are you me? My day off yesterday…they were ALL day in the inflatable hot tub , windows open, music blaring…I was close to tears by 4pm - sat in the garden trying to read my book, earbuds everything…no chance .No peace. Same happening right now😩

Yes. Complete entitlement and no thought about anyone else.

This is my idea of hell, I really feel for you OP.

When we were first married, we private rented a terraced house and next door in moved a family where the parents were so high constantly that it became a daily occurrence that I found one of their toddlers running around the car park with no shoes or clothes on at random times throughout the day or night. They had a 6, 3, and 2 year old who used to knock on our door to ask for food, I’d always make some toast and give it to them with some fruit. I reported it many times to social services and also called the police as they used to physically fight in the garden. They would play loud drum and bass music all the time. One night it all came to a head, he broke her jaw and was put in prison, she lost custody of the children who all went to their aunt who had apparently tried to convince them to hand over custody for years and the mum died of a drug overdose whilst he was in prison. I still think of the kids now almost 10 years later and hope they got the love and care they deserved from their aunt.

I don’t have any advice because I know reporting it can escalate any anti social behaviour (luckily for me he was always too high to care to pick a fight with us) but others have some great ideas. X

You can obtain details of ownership via a Land Registry title register which is £7.00 these days.
The registered proprietor should be up to date as it’s a legal requirement.
Go onto the Gov.uk site to search.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

A book! Peace and quiet? In your own garden?

Seriously, there are some real morons in society these days, and I feel for people who have to share space with them.

If its a private rental get on to The Council

There may well be registration requirements in your area that have not been complied with.

Also there may be issues over electrical safety that need to be addressed by The Landlord

I’d hop over the fence and smash the TV with a hammer one early morning. Or shoot a hole through it if you know someone with a gun.

She’s exaggerating. Hope that helps.

You wouldn't though would you, let's be honest.

Absolute hell to have to live like that, you have my sympathy!

Have you told a) your local councillors, and b) your MP? If the council are ignoring your complaints, try escalating them.