Just. Shut. Up.

Three years ago, The Bloke and I were renting a really nice terraced house. It was smaller than the one we’re in now, but it was cosy, with neutral decor and a nice landlord. Unfortunately, the walls were so thin that it was possible to hear someone sneeze next door. The first neighbour we had was a nasty woman, who spent her time screaming at her toddler, who cried all the time. After one particularly bad afternoon during the summer holidays, when I had spent the majority of the day listening to her constant yelling, I screamed at her to shut up through the wall. The shouting stopped immediately, and within the next week she moved out without telling the landlord – she just packed up and left. I don’t think my yelling at her would have been enough to cause that reaction, but I was torn by worry for the child and relief that I didn’t have to hear her voice any more. That was the first time I had ever experienced anything like that – I’d always been lucky to have nice neighbours and while there was occasionally some noise it certainly never bothered me before. Continue reading


Neighbours From Hell

This is going to sound a little more of a rant than usual, but after being woken up at four in the morning by my noisy b*tch neighbour on the only potential day I could have had a lie in I’m feeling really angry.

She’s a young single mother and she moved in next door with her little boy about six months ago. I live in a terraced house and the walls are so thin it’s possible to hear everything that goes on, even quiet conversations when she’s on the phone, so we have to turn our TV up to block it out. At first, she was fairly quiet, but recently on Wednesdays and at weekends she’s turned her house into ‘party central’ and it’s beginning to get on my nerves. Last night she turned up with no less than six other people at 4.00am who decided to drunkenly scream and shout until they left at 5.30am. It wouldn’t have been too bad if I hadn’t had to be at work today from 9.30 until 5 for rehearsals for a show that we’re putting on next week, so I am shattered.

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