To think that playing loud music in a flat EVER after 11PM should be punishable by INSTANT eviction?!

[expatinscotland]

because after 19 years of living in them I'm getting a bit fed up of the groundhog day that is a fuckwit, discourteous neighbour in every single place we've lived.

Is it that hard to suss out?! When you live in a flat, loud music disturbs other people.

Get wireless headphones.

Or turn it off!

As for 'They're drunk' as an excuse, so? I was drunk every night for the better part of a few years and still realised that no one wants to hear my damn music.

FFS.

No, there isn't.

It's coming up through the walls. This flat isn't even under us. It's two floors down and diagonal.

When the git downstairs, who is now dead and I'm not sorry he is, was blasting it, it was even worse. There was no escape.

We're going to start thinking very seriously about what we need to do to move on for good.

I just can't live like this anymore.

I think I'm used to it

The only detached home I've ever lived in was a childhood home. Since leaving at 17yrs I've lived in shared accommodation or flats

I'm used to noise

Sometimes I can zone out, sometimes it's highly irritating

We have neighbours who have just been issued with ASBOs for their 'domestic disputes'. They're on their last warning, apparently

Next door is a pro guitar player. Which is actually quite nice

Have lived below teenage Westlife fans though which was pretty grim. ALL NIGHT LONG. I used to bang on the ceiling with a broom handle

Houston looking better, huh?

We live in an apartment block of 6 apartments; we're on the 1st floor. The couple in the flat below ours not only play deafeningly loud music both v late at night and super-early in the morning, which I can hear despite the fact I sleep with earplugs in (Dizzee Rascal at top volume at 5.30am, anyone? Especially when they keep pressing the snooze button and we get a 2 min burst of it every ten mins for the next hour and a half), they have screaming rows so loud that we can hear every (swear) word and other neighbours have called the police and they smoke and leave their internal door open (why? Why?) so the whole place stinks of fags - it is a no-smoking building and it is stipulated on everyone's lease that there is to be no smoking in any of the flats or communal areas (everyone has different lettings agents and our lettings agency won't help us as they say they can't tell the other agents how and what to say to their clients!). They also have raucous parties and leave the main front door wide open for their rough friends to come and go through; we live on a main road in a high crime area.

But! All of this pales into insignificance when you consider the fact that at least twice a week, late at night (midnight and after), we can quite clearly hear them having S&M sex! It's pretty hard trying to drop off when, even with earplugs, you can hear thwacking sounds and a man bellowing 'hit me harder, you fucking bitch, harder! Now twist the clamps!' and so on, for at least 2 hours...

They also don't use the communal bins properly - never mind ignoring the recycling and glass bins, they just dump untied carrier bags full of crap - including used tampons spilling out - on top of the bins, even when they're empty, so you have to move their rubbish to get rid of your own properly. We know this cos half our flat has a delightful view of the bins and we see them doing it now and then. We've had polite-but-firm words with them about stuff but they are only @19 and basically tell us to 'get a life' and refuse to believe we can hear them, smell and see the smoking and witness the bin crap. Hmmmph, the youth of today

Sorry to ramble, but it feels good to vent!

I can hear upstairs shagging too

More annoying than music IMO

YANBU. In the summer, the cockends next to us blare out music sometimes until 1am, and often return home drunk at 3am and hammer on the door to be let in. They also play games loudly until late into the night, and appear to be fans of football both real and simulated, because we often hear then shouting expletives and/or screaming with excitement in football season. Gur.

It's a two up two down terrace, and we think there are two guys living there, but so many people come and go it's almost impossible to tell. The summer parties are near endless (and loud). They also sit around in the garden passing dodgy fags to each other, and once set up some beer bottles (which are CONSTANTLY scattered all over their patio garden) on a table and started shooting a BBgun at them. Nice, with young families living either side...

Oh, and don't get me started on the two hot summer days when they decided to spraypaint a car door in their garden (the gardens are all tiny) and stunk out the street with noxious fumes which meant we had to have the windows closed front and back...

It shouldn't surprise me really. anyone inconsiderate enough to pump out loud music and scream obscenities at the television on a regular basis obviously doesn't give a damn about anyone else.

Getting them to leave would be lovely. Out contract has a noise pollution clause, and near enough the whole street is reneted, but I wouldn't want the entire process to be punctuated by crunken louts making even more of a racket than they do now. At least for the moment the noise isn't as bad in cold weather.

'Houston looking better, huh?'

Not on your life, ilove. But Boulder is.

I found out I have some abandonded property there, too. Possibly enough to clear the UK debts, and I have no debt in teh US.

And I have a sneaky feeling the parentals would be willing to compromise on Colorado.

I feel your pain! My neighbours weren't even that bad, but I am so intolerant of noise even the faintest thump of a stereo would have me incandescent with rage.

Where I live now, in a block of four flats, its fucking bliss. I live in fear of the little old lady beneath me dying. Thankfully she seems to be in rude health.

When I lived with my ex and the people downstairs played music too loud I would put his 4ft high speakers face down on the floor and turn up the bass. They usually stopped after that.

Good choice, expat -- we're looking at Pacific Northwest (Olympia/Seattle/Portland). Lots of family and children same age as DCs.

Forgot you're a trust fund babe

Any idea how long the process is for a green card? Doesn't one have to apply outside the USA?

No, not trust funded at all, just that the folks are willing to help, but only if it's the US.

I think I could force my mom's hand with Colorado, though.

Have a couple of friends in good government jobs willing to give a hand, too, jobwise.

Getting pretty fed up of anti-social behaviour no one does anything about, tbh.

Absolutely agree! Music, tellies, screaming rows, loud computer games... Oh and can we add in taking up all your carpets and stripping the floorboards, then clunking round your flat in clompy shoes all night!

I would love to live in Boulder. Actually I'd love to live anywhere that's not an over-populated small island.

Boulder, for me, is attractive because the population density in Colorado is just far below ours.

We are thinking about a move to Canada because we are sick of feeling we can never go anywhere without seeing bloody windmills or pylons or roads or just signs of humans. Even our Highland retreat is now light-polluted and threatened with road building and new houses.

The weather is good there, too, abride, and so are the schools.

We're going to see family in a few weeks and whilst there are planning to do some serious talking.

I'm already chasing down this abandonded property, currently in the hands of the state of CO. I'd have to pay hella tax on it, but it might be enough to settle things here.

Abride - I would take light pollution over noise pollution any day, esp if I was lucky enough to own a Highland retreat!

i would, too, ovary.

i'm starting to find noise pollution intolerable.

When dd was a baby and the selfish arses in the house opposite me had one loud late night party too many (ending at about 2 or 3 in the morning), I got dressed as soon as dd had woken for the day (about 6.30am) and went over the road and leaned on their doorbell for a minute until someone staggered to the door. I said "I've come over to explain that your party prevented me from sleeping last night".

Then I left and did it again half an hour later.

And half an hour after that.

I was so angry I was probably a bit reckless about neighbourly relations at the time.

I would also have any DIY before 9am punishable by flogging.

We live in a small country with lots of people and TBH it doesn't take Einstein to work out that being a noisy, selfish arsehole will piss off your neighbours.

YANBU - we left our old flat because of this, even though in every other respect it was lovely, but the noise was destroying me. And even though I wasn't afraid to go and tell them to turn it down, doing this meant getting out of bed, getting out of the flat and getting upset, so then my sleep was disturbed anyway. Worse, the person making the noise worked for our letting agent so our complaints were ignored. But some of the stories on hear are terrible, what horrible things to put up with

what frustrates me is that all leases / tenancy agreements I have ever seen require the tenants not to make noise that can be heard outside their flat, yet landlords / letting agents are never willing to enforce this

NO ONE is able to enforce it.

It pisses me off to no end I'm so fucking sick of it.

YA definitly, definitly NBU!

instant eviction is too tame a punishment for inconsiderate arses that play their music like they live in the Ministry of Sound.

hanging, drawing and quatering would be a suitable deterant in my view, or any of the other inventive punishments Henry VIII came up would do!

I think all neighbours who are noisy twats should all be forcibly made to move here.

They can all play their music, TVs, power drills, consoles loud and only get on each others nerves.

I would vote for any party that adopted this policy.

God yes TheCrackFox. I second that.

I lived next door to a man and his son (aged 11). The 11 year was learning the electric guitar but his favoured time to practise was after 11 o'clock at night.

That, the telly left on all the time at 1000 decibels even when they went out, the elder sister with her friends who came and partied until the wee hours and the constant DIY for 4 years was enough to make the sanest person mad as a box of frogs