Do you have that one neighbour who is always twitching the curtain or you can see them poking their noses over the garden fence. We now live in a society where arguments with neighbours are printed in the newspapers and disputes over whose inches of land belonging to who while putting up a fence or those terrible trees that block out the light leaving your usual sunny back garden and room always cold and in the shade. They are taken to court and still have to live next to them as it’s their home. Some people just get bee’s in their bonnets and just can’t help themselves and complain and cuss which makes unhappy living.
At Mitchell mansions we have had our fair share of neighbourly spats not just in the house we live in now but in our previous home where the lady next door would often complain about noise (we did have 4 children plus nieces/nephews) but what turned from being a moaning, annoying lady was someone who helped us when our home was broken into and called the police which resulted in the thief being arrested in our home and our posessions safe, although I must add she did still moan at Max’s #1 son ball going over and the odd apple breaking her window after a game of apple smash which I wasn’t aware and she used to keep his balls then all of a sudden we would have five or six balls turn up in our back garden.
We decided that we had out grown our previous home and started to look for somewhere a bit bigger and also somewhere where we and me personally didn’t feel I needed to turn the music down and the children could run wild in the garden and have fun and I wouldn’t be on at them to be careful with the ball and not to shout so loud…… Ahhhhh we found the perfect house, large garden with nooks for hiding seek, enough room to scoot round, plenty of areas to have fun. Little did we know….
Moving in Day: We decided to send the children to school this day and make sure their beds were made in the new house how they left theirs in the old one so to make it home. We moved all the furniture in and boxes and Peter #1 husband went and picked the children up from school, now for some reason we also had Hayley my niece who was around 6. As our children jumped out of the car very excited as you can imagine being joyful and squealing we met our neighbour’s daughter. Now I was polite and welcoming but her first reaction was “good grief how many children do you have?” and “wait till my mother finds out”. To say alarm bells were ringing was an understatement.
Over the years the lady next door has complained over and over again, my radio is too loud in the kitchen, the dog was barking when it wasn’t even our dog, Molly #3 daughter scooter rolling over the drain lid (what four year old wouldn’t like that sound) and one of my favourites was when Peter decided to watch the Wimbledon tennis in the garden, Molly was in the paddling pool and the bbq was grilling our lunch (how lovely as you can picture the scene). Molly then runs to me and says “I love this song” now I had no idea what she was talking about as I was sitting enjoying the sunshine and watching t.v, then I became aware of the sound of the tune from sleeping beauty “One day my prince will come”, blasting from our neighbours garden which was strange in itself with the lady, her husband and daughter standing on god knows what screaming “if you don’t turn the telly off with that noise we will carry on playing the music loud” excuse me, what the hell, am I actually hearing this. I won’t print what Peter actually shouted but this behaviour has carried on.
She has accused Max of playing music too loud one Sunday too quick to blame as it was the house behind ours, their son plays in a band and was practicing, he gave her a flea in her ear which made me cringe.
Only recently we had the outside of our house repainted and she blamed the boys painting of breaking her fence which is ridiculous as its been broken for years I think she was trying her luck and the she also has caused problems when we decided to have work done on our home resulting in us not being able to carry on and it’s not just us she has done the same to her neighbour on the other side to her obviously it’s in her nature. This has been so unnecessary, and I actually could go on. Party’s have been spoilt with threats of police (they have never turned up) knocks on the door even before people have arrived as she has got wind of what is going on. I do let the neighbours know…sometimes. I could and want to be a kind, better neighbour, helpful if need be, knock to make sure they were ok, grab a bit of shopping, but she is very sour and not very approachable, and my kids shiver if they have to go and knock for any reason, she gives no eye contact or even a kindly smile which I find hilarious it might be her beard.
We live in a road that isn’t very communal, I wouldn’t recognise the people who live behind us or opposite. People seem to keep themselves to themselves not like the good old days (as they say) when I was a child we knew everyone in our street and connecting ones my mum and dad were sociable with neighbours. Perhaps living in the outskirts of London this is what our neighbourhood is. We now just go outside to either put the bins out or get into our car where I don’t have to leave my drive or if we see the nosy neighbour coming we hide in our car or pretend not to be in.
I will try and make an effort, if I see her, smile, give the odd compliment but I feel that boat may have sailed but never say never. Love thy neighbour I don’t think so.
Till next time