Complaints To / From Neighbours?

[Theland]

Have you ever had to complain to a neighbour, or had a neighbour complain to you, about anything?

[maxmix]

My neighbour complained about my DIY efforts, I was fitting loft boards and it was before 7pm. I was flabbergasted. He's literally the noisiest person, sneezing, music, singing. Hypocrisy at its best

[Theland]

Reminds me of the Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band song, "My Pink Half Of The Drainpipe."

[woofgang]

yes I have been complained about and harassed. Hated it and was really stressed by it but my goodness I dealt with it. Since I proved unharassable, they have started to try to bully other neighbours.

[Peter Pedant]

A neighbour complained that I was in her garden at god knows what time and - - - called the police
I was in London

we dont really speak after that

[bodeker]

We had just moved into our flat with a 4 year old and a baby, as we had to move quickly we had not yet put carpets down and we had the neighbour come up and complain about the noise. Unfortunately that p****d my other half off and he came back in and started banging on the floor with a hammer! Strange as it might seem they got on alright in the end .

[Musictv2019]

No problems at all

[sherrardk]

Our old neighbour was a nightmare, he had a real thing about parking. Called the police on us a number of times, complained to a delivery driver that his van would break the pavement, bizarre signs all over his fence, chained an ornamental bicycle to the fence to block the pavement, the list was endless. He never complained to my husband but always to me. I broke him by being nice to him after he had been ill, really seemed to confuse him and throw him off balance.

[david small]

A new neighbour rented next door she put fences up that pinched 18inches by 95 feet of my garden. When I pointed this out she became quite unreasonable. She’s not spoken to me for seven years. She still has the strip of my garden though.

[retrocop]

//A neighbour complained that I was in her garden at god knows what time and - - - called the police
I was in London

we dont really speak after that //

I guess Her Royal Highness was not amused by intruders in her garden for the 2nd time. Lucky you weren't shot by a guardsman.

[jno]

you might want to get that back before she acquires squatters' rights, david small.

[david small]

Not worth the hassle. She’s just renting, will get old and die, so will I. Though, fair comment if I was to sell that part of the garden as a plot.

[diddlydo]

We are blessed with 5 wonderful near neighbours and we all look out for each other. The only fly in the ointment is a house opposite which has powerful security lights (lots of them!) which are on all night, every night and when they go away on holiday the same lights are on 24/7. We spoke to him gently about it and received assurances blah blah - nothing happened. Followed up a few months later with a letter to which we received no response and the blasted lights are still on and shining across to our bedrooms.

[emmie]

my neighbours are bstards, they make noise at all hours, hoover at midnight, who does that....
I told the council but don't think they did anything....

[mallyh]

years ago a neighbour complained to my children about making noise while playing in our garden on a sunday .
another new neighbour was told our son was a drug addict and put up a 7ft fence while loudly saying that should stop him climbing over ,we moved soon after and have had great neighbours since x

[david small]

Good fences make good neighbours.

[woofgang]

Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen ground-swell under it,

And spills the upper boulders in the sun;

And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.

The work of hunters is another thing:

I have come after them and made repair

Where they have left not one stone on stone,

But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,


No one has seen them made or heard them made,

But at spring mending-time we find them there.

I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;

And on a day we meet to walk the line

And set the wall between us once again.


We keep the wall between us as we go.

To each the boulders that have fallen to each.

And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:

“Stay where you are until our backs are turned!”


We wear our fingers rough with handling them.

Oh, just another kind of out-door game,

One on a side. It comes to little more:

There where it is we do not need the wall:

He is all pine and I am apple orchard.


My apple trees will never get across

And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.

He only says, “Good fences make good neighbors.”

Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder

If I could put a notion in his head:


“Why do they make good neighbors? Isn’t it

Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.

Before I built a wall I’d ask to know

What I was walling in or walling out,

And to whom I was like to give offence.


Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,

That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him,

But it’s not elves exactly, and I’d rather

He said it for himself. I see him there

Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top


In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.

He moves in darkness as it seems to me,

Not of woods only and the shade of trees.

He will not go behind his father’s saying,

And he likes having thought of it so well

He says again, “Good fences make good neighbors.”

[david small]

Thank you woofgang.

[Buenchico]

Has anyone else noticed that Theland is keeping very quiet about whether he's a moaning neighbour (or whether he gets moaned at by his neighbours)?

Come on, Theland. Tell all!