I’ve had about an hours sleep as I’m still feeling so wired and upset, our lovely forever home has turned into a nightmare after less than a year and I just want to move 😢
Relocated several hours away to where I’m from as all my family plus grown up children are here due to an inheritance we were able to buy a house outright and become mortgage free..my teen dd still lives at home .
it’s a semi detached bungalow on what seemed a quiet estate with wonderful views . The vendor informed us neighbours were lovely both sides and that she had a great relationship with the couple who lived to the left , they walked her dog and generally treated her like family (she was an older lady )
On moving in they seemed initially quite friendly , one husband seemed quieter and we didn’t see him much the other seemed chattier but not falling over himself to be friendly, more just being nosey and wanted to find out a few things., neighbour the other side is rarely there.
Our bungalows are staggered on a slope and each has an integral garage meaning one neighbours garage is quite close to the wall of each house we were rudely woken up one Saturday at nine am by what sounded like hard house music pumping through our walls and the sound of weightlifting weights being slapped back into their holder or dropped on the floor which literally make the house shake .
it transpired that next doors garage was the guy we saw more of’s gym and he was working out , to make matters worse he opens his garage doors so it’s full volume too , we can hear it everywhere on the house and worse if we open the front door as that faces the garage wall of next door (door is at the side of the house )
Its been a regular thing for eight months every other day we have up to an hour a day of this and always first thing Saturday and I noticed that despite having only lived there a couple of years the neighbour on the other side of them has put her house on the market, it could be co-incidental but who knows .
on top of that we’ve now discovered that they like to socialise a lot (they hadn’t owned their house long when we moved In Last autumn and had been still doing it up ) obviously I have no
pfoblem with that it just seems to be very loud 😕
They are regularly in their garden at all hours playing very basey music. Not particularly loud but very basey .. which comes through poor dds bedroom wall and also they are very noisy in general , until late at night .. they are mid forties I’d say but appear to work from home .
they also have two large dogs which are in the garden all the time and bark at their own Shadow
for context we moved from a house with awful noise nuisance and I was looking forward to leaving that behind (rented)
last night I’d had enough . I’d casually mentioned the gym workouts once in conversation previously (once) thinking he might be considerate and instead he’d doubled down straight away saying “I’m not In There long” and has.actually not spoken to us since
last night We headed to bed at 10.30 and just as we are drifting off .. suddenly thump thump thump ! My daughter knocked on my door and said it sounded awful in her bedroom. You could hear several people chatting loudly (ok fair enough everyone’s entitled to use their garden )
but the music was so basey …. We could hear it in our room too .
as it got to 11 we decided it might be an idea to politely let them know it was audible In our house so we popped round . Once near the back garden you could hear it was loud .. The usual guy came to the door and I asked if they were having a party . He said no quite defensively.. So we explained the base was a little loud and asked him to maybe turn it down a bit . He went beserk , effing and jeffing and said “sorry you saddos don’t want to live but normal people like to sit in their gardens and listen to music , you’ve already complained about my music once “
we didn’t want a confrontation and explained it was just the music was a bit too loud and could they be considerate .. nope . He had no intention of it . “Fuck off and get a life” was the response , then told me if we came round again he’d set “the dogs on us “ As we walked away I heard him say “stupid bitch, I’m not fucking having that “
when we got home I just cried my eyes out as I realised we can’t stay here , because now I can probably expect them to be worse. I love this house, we poured so much money into doing it up as it needed modernising and dd is in the middle of her GCSE’s but I suddenly feel like I want to just pack up and leave . Am I being unreasonable?