It won't be as bad as my parents' place. Is a 4 bed detached house, in nice residential road. ACORN score of 10, but it is like steptoe's yard.
There is a car that my mum drove circa 1978 sitting on the drive (rusted and with flat tyres) and it is stacked full of crap, such as wood, and cement bags. The garage is so full the door has sprung open and is literally bursting with shite.
The back garden is full of plastic buckets for some reason, these contain bits of brick, tiles, sand, greenery, creatures, stagnant water. More sand bags and cement bags, full of water and plant life. There is more wood and metal and stuff dotted about. Huge areas of nettles and weeds, bits of delapidated greenhouse, glass, mounds of, um, mud. There is a shed which is also bursting with crap. Interior doors, scaffolding poles..
Oh and my Dad also likes to be considerate and feed the wildlife with bird seed, bread, lamb chop remains so there is at least one resident rat.
The wndows don't match, some are hardwood leaded lights, others are 70s painted wood plain glass. The garage and doors and windows are turquoise. All intentional greenery is overgrown to the extreme.
It is dire. I cannot bear it, so is a good job I no longer visit.
I won't go into the details of inside, but suffice to say there is evidence from the outside that some rooms are impassable.
Be thankful, not only that they are not your neighbours, but also that you are not me age 19 taking fiancee to meet parents, or my mother.