We bought a car over the weekend, £100 jobs a good'un. Already, the neighbour we were relatively friendly with has been over to politely request we don't park our extra car in front of her house (for those who don't know our street is a row of terraced houses) because she leaves important paperwork in her car and believes if it is on our side of the street it is less likely to be broken into. I was so surprised I reluctantly agreed, but as the incredulity grows I now feel like driving my new car through the front of her house. I've now decided to park wherever the fuck I like as before, and that she can go fuck herself. This is the same neighbour that politely asked us to stop letting big boy out over night as his yowling was keeping her awake. It's time to step up the petty methinks!
Job 1 - demand she remove the ivy growing from her garden up the side of our house.
Job 2 - demand she immediately reinstate the boundary wall she promised to over the summer.
I had a few people over a while back and Si climbed out of my bedroom window when i told him to piss off (I live downstairs). They had something to say about that.
Complained about my music being too loud. Complained about me playing guitar or recording vocals. They always used to complain when we played football on the front... they're next door... cant avoid it.
She comes round complaining about my sister, but when her son punches my little sister twice she came round to say how my little sister hit him first?
I hate people. Let the petty fight begin i say! I hate people like that so fucking much.
Oh fuck yeh! Another one, i was out driving, they saw me and knocked on to tell my perants i was driving... I HAVE A FUCKING LICENCE
oooooh, I like this one. Last guy that moaned about our street spaces here ended up in a police cell for the night and has a criminal record now so I'd like to give both sides of the story!
Pro Stu - With a terraced house your boundary ends at your doorstep and car park slots there are council property (hence needing a pass for matchday) so you're fully entitled to park wherever you want as you're a resident. If it was my car at yours she has a legal case. If they get on your wick, you don't like them and you are moving then go nuts. If it escalates though you have to declare 'problems' with the neighbours if police are called on your estate forms.
Pro neighbour - If she's asked nicely to have her own car outside her own house and gave you a decent reason (and there's loads spare less than 10 yards away) then why rock the boat at christmas? If she bought a spare banger and started to park outside yours you'd get 'miffed' (over time) too. By your own admission there are mucky chavs about so her reasons are justified.
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I see both sides Kevin, but the problem is parking is a cunt at the best of times at the mo thanks to interlopers from scott street with big vans so if that space is free I'm going to take it unfortunately for her.
However, you did just remind me I need to get a parking pass for the new car!
It is illegal to park commercial vehicles in our car park, i wonder if that also applies to public residential roads? Those Warrington Fabrication vans should be against the law to park on public roads, but nothing would ever get done about it, and even if it did, you would probably find your lives a real living hell for raising it.
I pay for my parking space, but sometimes mr and mrs chavscum from the council blocks decide its a free car park for their mutant relatives. I think this is going to be addressed soon though.
When you move house, be sure to buy a place where you actually do own the road in front of it. That what I did. Its ace. Plenty of space for as many cars as I like. The boundry of my property goes down to the proper road, I own my bit of the rough road and the grass beyond it. Woot for me, sucks for you. Mwhahahaha.
On a serious note, I used to have trouble with the neighbours having their TV so loud that I could set mine to the same channel, turn the volume down and still be able to watch the program. Kate opted for politely asking them to turn it down but it never worked. What did work was me banging on the wall (with one of those plastic lids that cover a stack of blank cd's), shouting "For fucks sake turn your TV down you fucking bell end! I'm fucking sick of this shit!" followed by playing Spanish Flea at full volume. Every time the result was their TV being turned down. After that I simply used the Spanish Flea and didn't need the insults. Now I never hear their TV. They got the message.
The moral of the story is that in order to win, you have to prove that you can be much more of a pain in the arse than they can be so its best if they leave you alone and avoid any kind of interaction. Its rather like Urban Dead.
It is illegal to park commercial vehicles in our car park, i wonder if that also applies to public residential roads?
I have no idea but you know what would put me off parking my works van somewhere? If it was constantly broken into/ vandalised. Not that I would ever suggest that any residents should do this in order to free up some space. Its just a passing thought.
Maybe you should collect some poo and soak it in meths. Then arrage it outside their car door and cover it with some snow. Hopefully the meths will stop it from freezing. Then, when they go to their car, they will step in it but not realise. The usual squashy feeling of stepping in poo should be masked by the fact that there is snow all over the place. Once they get in their car they will no doubt put their heating on. Who doesn't like warm feet when driving? When the warm air hits the poo on their shoe, petty revenge is yours.
