Who was the first neighbour you remember having?

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in your life time

the first neighbours i remember having still live where they do now so over 25 years,

My godmother lived next door until I was 6 and we moved. Her son was a year younger than me and my first best friend. We were like brother and sister. She used to look after me after school, and during the dinner ladies strike she took us both home for lunch every day (i stayed at the same school even after we moved).

I remember Sian the red setter dog from when I was 5 or 6. She was daft and lovely.

Mary, when I was 4, she was very stern and I was scared of her.

A Mrs Belcher! She had a big bum and kept chickens.

Mrs Hailes, my dgm neighbour who taught me to play Fish and make little cakes!!
Her ds had Down's Syndrome and went to a boarding school but came home at the week ends. He was great fun!!

Mrs Shufflebottom (not her real name but she convinced me and my sister it was) and her female partner.

We used to call round for tea and she would give us cups of earl grey in China cups and saucers and lovely cake.

Then let us have a poke round her studio (she was a fine art restorer).

I loved Mrs Shufflebottom.

And that would be 38 years ago, blimey!

Mrs King. Seemed ancient but probably in her sixties. Her front garden had lots of crimson peonies. I loved them but my mother hated them. She hated everything really.
60 years ago.

A very old lady who lived next door. She had a beautiful armchair that I liked to sit on for some reason. I can only have been about 2 and I remember the chair much better than I remember her! She'd be about 120 now I should think!

Mrs Newbold. She was a spiritualist and had people round for séances (according to my mum). We kids were spooked out.

Lovely Mrs Welsh, who was elderly even when I was a gal.

She was a widow and was always baking things that she claimed that she couldn't eat herself so she'd send it next door for us, a young family with many children and not much money.

She was absolutely lovely. A real quiet heroine who looked out for people.

I lived next to a school of 12 pupils until I was I was 2, and still remember playing tennis across the fence with some of the pupils. When the school closed I had the same neighbours until I left for university, and my parents remained neighbours for another 15 years. As children the same age in a village our relationship was verging on sibling like. I had a cow field at the other side.

I won't name them as it'll out me if my sister is on here, but they were similar ages to our parents and had two boys a bit older than us. The younger one was my first friend and he ended up going to school a bit later than was the norm. I found out years later that he had a hole in his heart and that was why.

The lovely lady who lived next door to us in the fifties. She had a wonderful garden which I was allowed to play in, and she had a yorkshire terrier which I loved. I have since had many Yorkies of my own.

I can't remember their names, but we used to hear them screaming at one another, and she used to throw crockery at him (you could hear it smashing against the wall!)
They were nice when you got them individually though! They moved away when I was about 8 and rented the house out.

Mrs Baker, who had a long galley kitchen with a window down the length of it. She used to strip wash at the kitchen sink and was heard to call out to the bin men "Chase me Charlie, I'm a chocolate!" while naked from the waist down.
She was 80 if she was a day and completely out of her tree.

Other side was Mrs Bowerman who I used to pester the daylights out of because she had one of those weather clocks with the little man and woman who would pop in and out. She also had a " gentleman caller" who I didn't recognise as such until about 20 years later. 😊

The couple who lived in the flat next to my parents' flat when I was a child. The husband would come home from work and literally kick off his shoes/boots. The shoes would bump into the shared wall very noisily, my parents could hear it. They always knew when he came home from work.

I grew up without neighbours .. I yearn to be off an estate again 😩😩.. I hate people close to me !!

I never knew their name but about every 6 weeks or so she'd start ff-ing and blinding at him until eventually he'd walk out and up the road then she'd run out after him begging him to return.

My neighbours the other side told me he'd had an affair years ago and she never forgave him.

They were in their 70's. [if only she'd had MN and LTB]

Mr and Mrs Small. They were in their 70’s when I was a child and used to love having us, and the two girls from down the road, come and play in their garden. We used to help him with his roses and mowing the lawn etc. He had the most beautiful Alexander roses!

Their Grandson was two years older than me and was my first crush

Mr Small died when I was about ten, but Mrs Small still lives next door to my parents. She sent me a cutting of the roses on my wedding day, which is thriving and has moved house with us twice since.

She has big plans for her 100th birthday next summer

An elderly couple lived next door from when I was a baby. When I was about 8 we were woken early one Saturday morning to the lady knocking the front door, wailing that her husband wouldn't wake up. Mum went round, he'd passed peacefully in his sleep. His wife died a few weeks later, Mum said it was of a 'broken heart'

Oh I loved our neighbourhood growing up, we used to have loads of neighbourhood bbqs, be over for cups of teas, it was really friendly.
We had the Doves, the Johnsons and another family (son called Wayne) at he back down a right of way. The Wilson's next door on the right, Cyril and Basil on he left (2 brothers who lived together). Next to her was Pam and her Family and across the road another family I forget the names of, husband was a truck driver. Up the road both directions I had school friends. We lived there from about 2yo-16. Loved it!

My lovely elderly neighbour whose hobby was making violins - he never sold them or gave many away so he had a house full.

My Gran and Grandad. When my parents married, they moved next door and my Dad moved in. I appreciate this is quite odd but growing up I thought it was brilliant! Grandad died when I was 6 but before that he kept sheep in the garden. He used to take them out for walks through the village on leads and when I was a toddler I was regularly plonked into their pen. They were very protective of me apparently. I know, UTTERLY bonkers.