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Ian 'Mr' McNeilly wrote: The uni I went to back in the early 90s had a 'TV room' which had Sky. I went down once to watch a James Toney fight, thinking no one would be there.

When I went there were about 10 geeks with matching T shirts on watching a f**king cartoon.

I nearly smashed the place up. It was about 1991 and I later realised it was The Simpsons so fair play to the sh1thouses, but still...

Similar thing happened to me at Glasgow Uni. I was staying in halls in my first year and we had to book the TV room in advance. There was some fight or other I wanted to watch on a Fri/Sat night, so I booked it and put it up on the noticeboard so anyone else in the halls could come along to watch it.

Come fight night, down I went with beer in hand, only to find a whole bunch of folk watching Amelie, the f@cking god-awful self-indulgent, pretentious french excuse for a film, who refused to turn over to the boxing until it was finished. Furious, I went off to the Union, watched the fight and sunk a lot of beers, came back and removed the fuse from the plug for the TV, so the same b@stards would miss their highlight of the week "Monday film night". (They never ever figured out what went wrong and so clubbed together to buy a new TV.)

coneye wrote:Reminds me of a neighbor we had years ago , he used to walk his dog , and stop and stare for ages at the front window or the house , , there was an alley way, next to the kitchen he would always seem to walk down it when the missis was in the kitchen and literally stare at her scaring the poop out of her, when i looked he would bugger off ,

Anyway one day I had enough , this fella well he liked his privacy he put a six foot fence all round his front garden , so armed with a pair of steps and the kids instructed to keep coming to check if there old man wanted a drink or sandwhich . I went and perched myself on top of the steps and stared , for around 2 hours over his fence , He called the police ha ha , lucky they seen the amusing side , and asked him , if he was gonna stop what he does , (apparantly , he had scared other neighbors enough they had called the police to him , ) so when they got there they knew the guy .

Copper said he thought it hilarious when they pulled up and i had a sandwhich and a coffee , looking like i was watching tele .

Did the trick , it cured him and the neighbors thought i was a hero. ha ha .

Unfortunatly David you can't do the same . they will arrest you for being a peeping tom , with her being a woman .

She's desperate for a reaction.....as soon as I knock on her door I'll have plod round for harrassment. I know it, she knows it. She's a mother of two teenagers and a highly paid Intensive care super-nurse, dead husband was a Anaeseth...(you wouldn't turn your back on him if he was pouring you a drink....you know a Rhino).
Anyway, one day my eldest - then 3 - fell off the sette and was in agony, screaming, turned out broke her arm, youngest was months old and screaming too, my missus is doing her pieces and this storm-trooper from Bremen knocks on the door. Now irrespective of the past 'dialogue' about the fact we once touched her fence when playiung hide and seek or left a cardboard box on our drive...etc. she was knocking for a parcel left with us....saw Nicola's predicament and flaty failed to assist despite her skill and training, just said in gERMAN ACCENT "You have my parcel" and walked off.

The wife was raging and we've blanked them since, she's tried twice to speak, been told to stop trying and now has resorted to creepy staring. Like standing opposite the house when we're at the door and just staring....like the beared bloke in what lies beneath......fkking nutter. But we'r epowerless. I'd never get away with murder.
My garden is too small and I never watch Silent Witness or Csi.

DavidPayne wrote:

coneye wrote:Reminds me of a neighbor we had years ago , he used to walk his dog , and stop and stare for ages at the front window or the house , , there was an alley way, next to the kitchen he would always seem to walk down it when the missis was in the kitchen and literally stare at her scaring the poop out of her, when i looked he would bugger off ,

Anyway one day I had enough , this fella well he liked his privacy he put a six foot fence all round his front garden , so armed with a pair of steps and the kids instructed to keep coming to check if there old man wanted a drink or sandwhich . I went and perched myself on top of the steps and stared , for around 2 hours over his fence , He called the police ha ha , lucky they seen the amusing side , and asked him , if he was gonna stop what he does , (apparantly , he had scared other neighbors enough they had called the police to him , ) so when they got there they knew the guy .

Copper said he thought it hilarious when they pulled up and i had a sandwhich and a coffee , looking like i was watching tele .

Did the trick , it cured him and the neighbors thought i was a hero. ha ha .

Unfortunatly David you can't do the same . they will arrest you for being a peeping tom , with her being a woman .

She's desperate for a reaction.....as soon as I knock on her door I'll have plod round for harrassment. I know it, she knows it. She's a mother of two teenagers and a highly paid Intensive care super-nurse, dead husband was a Anaeseth...(you wouldn't turn your back on him if he was pouring you a drink....you know a Rhino).
Anyway, one day my eldest - then 3 - fell off the sette and was in agony, screaming, turned out broke her arm, youngest was months old and screaming too, my missus is doing her pieces and this storm-trooper from Bremen knocks on the door. Now irrespective of the past 'dialogue' about the fact we once touched her fence when playiung hide and seek or left a cardboard box on our drive...etc. she was knocking for a parcel left with us....saw Nicola's predicament and flaty failed to assist despite her skill and training, just said in gERMAN ACCENT "You have my parcel" and walked off.

The wife was raging and we've blanked them since, she's tried twice to speak, been told to stop trying and now has resorted to creepy staring. Like standing opposite the house when we're at the door and just staring....like the beared bloke in what lies beneath......fkking nutter. But we'r epowerless. I'd never get away with murder.
My garden is too small and I never watch Silent Witness or Csi.

Could you not film her, set her up so she has no idea. Get your wife to go out and prune the roses or something with you poised behind a curtain. fuji fine pix at the ready?

I dont know what significance that film might have with the police, but at least it would let them know she really is a nutter and causing your family some bother.

You could also buy a couple of dud CCTV cameras (or in working order if you prefer) and hook them up to your house walls so they cover her staring point/s. That might be enough to deter her?

Interesting idea. I'll look into it having looked into the price of bin liners I need a less drastic route.

I bet there is a thread on some super-nurse forum where the lady in question is seeking advice about the driveway cluttering, parcel snatching, fence fiddler that lives next to her.

Seriously though, sounds like a nightmare, hope you get it sorted. Does she have issues with any of the other neighbours?

JamesH wrote:I bet there is a thread on some super-nurse forum where the lady in question is seeking advice about the driveway cluttering, parcel snatching, fence fiddler that lives next to her. :lol:

Seriously though, sounds like a nightmare, hope you get it sorted. Does she have issues with any of the other neighbours?

She pisses everyone off. Our predessors, a retired couple and the opposite side of her, another young family - she knocked on their door because (her house wall forms the border to their garden) she didn't want them leaning bikes on her brickwork in their garden!!!!

We once had a skip delivered when the conservo was going up, it was placed on the opposite side of the road on the grass verge over the road from her house because it was downhill and we liveed on the bend.

Barely been put down she was at the door "how long vil zis be here"...."er its public land Heike and probably 2-3 days".

Its like her home is an island of Germany in leafy Suffolk. I was in the garage with the door 80% pulled down...she's out to her bins kneeling down to see what I'm doing.....fkking ill. It sounds so minute but its unnerving, how can you let the kids push their scooters near her house?

get naked and play helicopters, then deny it.

at the end of the day she is staring into your house, therefore you could accuse her of having designs on you .

its very difficult to get done for exposure when someone is staring into your front room.

alternatively put on a stags head light a bonfire, ride round the garden on a goat chanting lucifier lucifer...that should do it.

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its very difficult to get done for exposure when someone is staring into your front room.

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She's not standing that close J.

very modest dave very modest...

I can afford to be....oh damn it, spoiled it.

MachoMan09 wrote:Send her a spoof summons from the war crimes tribunal in The Hague. 'Familial association to perpetrators of crimes against humanity' should do the trick. Give her 48 hours notice to appear voluntarily or she will receive a visit from the authorities. She is bound to have a skeleton or ten on her family tree and will do a bunk before you can say 'show me your papers'. Job done.

Like this one. I did consider getting a flag-pole for use on VE day etc but thought I'd start getting flyers from the BNP and I get enough of those from the rival pizza places.

Christ, most people have a neighbour like that, but not that much like that!!

How about pointing one of those laser keyrings into her eyeball from your front room? If they distract pilots in the air, they should work against a nurse across the road...

Maybe my neighbours **** of a dog isn't so bad after all.

Now of all the directions Loynesy hoped this thread would take.....this isn't in the top 15....unless the WBO are compiling them of course.

JamesH wrote:Christ, most people have a neighbour like that, but not that much like that!!

How about pointing one of those laser keyrings into her eyeball from your front room? If they distract pilots in the air, they should work against a nurse across the road...

Maybe my neighbours **** of a dog isn't so bad after all.

Revised shopping list.

1 - Milk
2 - Dog food
3 - Pork Pie
4 - Shovel
5 - Laser keyring

Funny you should mention Claudia Shiffer, she got married on the same day as us in the same parish by the same vicar. But she couldn[t have the church she wanted as we already had it nailed down. At our rehearsal we had paps in the church thinking we were stand-ins......anyway.....she's perhaps 40, blond, with a big arse and flared nostrils.

She'd wouldn't have squirmed in the 1940's I can tell you.

Gone a bit off topic this one.

only marginally.

I remember a very nice, young Polish couple who had problems with some knobhead neighbour who wanted to play his gangsta rap yo music all throughout the night and though it was private property they lived in - they got the council to sort the prick out for harrassment - I went down the council offices and filled in the forms with them and the problems stopped shortly after - sounds like a realt shit situation.

Or what I would do is buy a DVD of 603 squadron/The Longest Day/Battle of Britain/Dambusters on a loop whilst snorting Ricky Hattons favourite sherbert and drinking red bull and then when you are ready - engarde the bitch with a gardening instrument (A spade would do)

And of course a WW2 'Tommy' helmet

Funny because my sister lives in Chester and now has government funded sponges dealing drugs in one of the downstairs flats.

Nobody dare report them.

The scouse accent is more and more commonplace in Chester now, one theory goes they'r emoving troubled or troublemakers out of the city.

Probably bollacks.

DavidPayne wrote:Funny because my sister lives in Chester and now has government funded sponges dealing drugs in one of the downstairs flats.

Nobody dare report them.

The scouse accent is more and more commonplace in Chester now, one theory goes they'r emoving troubled or troublemakers out of the city.

Probably bollacks.

Nah - Scousers get everywhere.

The accent is spreading and overtaking native accents all around the north west, rural Cheshire, Warrington and as far as Preston (as Skem is a stones throw away) linguists say that the accent has changed to a more guttural sound because of - wait for it - Eastenders! If you listened to the Scousers of today and say John Lennon back in 1963 - the accent has changed a hell of a lot.

There are a suprising amount of scousers living in Manchester. I don't if there are many Mancs in Liverpool - I can't imagine there being many.

Our lass is in tears on the phone. And they say you can't pick family.

Fkking neighbours.

All joking aside, cheers for the humour above it has helped with what might appear a tiny predicament.

Looks like we're moving....that'll be easy:-)

coneye wrote:Reminds me of a neighbor we had years ago , he used to walk his dog , and stop and stare for ages at the front window or the house , , there was an alley way, next to the kitchen he would always seem to walk down it when the missis was in the kitchen and literally stare at her scaring the poop out of her, when i looked he would bugger off ,

Anyway one day I had enough , this fella well he liked his privacy he put a six foot fence all round his front garden , so armed with a pair of steps and the kids instructed to keep coming to check if there old man wanted a drink or sandwhich . I went and perched myself on top of the steps and stared , for around 2 hours over his fence , He called the police ha ha , lucky they seen the amusing side , and asked him , if he was gonna stop what he does , (apparantly , he had scared other neighbors enough they had called the police to him , ) so when they got there they knew the guy .

Copper said he thought it hilarious when they pulled up and i had a sandwhich and a coffee , looking like i was watching tele .

Did the trick , it cured him and the neighbors thought i was a hero. ha ha .

Unfortunatly David you can't do the same . they will arrest you for being a peeping tom , with her being a woman .

David,

Maybe there's some way you and your wife can make her feel uncomfortable for staring?

Asterix wrote:

coneye wrote:Reminds me of a neighbor we had years ago , he used to walk his dog , and stop and stare for ages at the front window or the house , , there was an alley way, next to the kitchen he would always seem to walk down it when the missis was in the kitchen and literally stare at her scaring the poop out of her, when i looked he would bugger off ,

Anyway one day I had enough , this fella well he liked his privacy he put a six foot fence all round his front garden , so armed with a pair of steps and the kids instructed to keep coming to check if there old man wanted a drink or sandwhich . I went and perched myself on top of the steps and stared , for around 2 hours over his fence , He called the police ha ha , lucky they seen the amusing side , and asked him , if he was gonna stop what he does , (apparantly , he had scared other neighbors enough they had called the police to him , ) so when they got there they knew the guy .

Copper said he thought it hilarious when they pulled up and i had a sandwhich and a coffee , looking like i was watching tele .

Did the trick , it cured him and the neighbors thought i was a hero. ha ha .

Unfortunatly David you can't do the same . they will arrest you for being a peeping tom , with her being a woman .

:lol:

David,

Maybe there's some way you and your wife can make her feel uncomfortable for staring?

Aha..you've cracked it.

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