And so the battle begins...

One of the many things that have fascinated me since setting foot in the UK is the fact that I have only met 1 couple who don't hate their neighbours. Perhaps it's because I'm from the country and we have a lot more space to ourselves so we don't feel as closed in and the only times they "annoy" us is when it takes the "ones to the right" hours to mow the lawn (they haven't found 2nd gear on their 'rider'). But here... oi vei!

It's something you can read about in the newspaper on a daily basis. Neighbours going to court for one thing or another. Boyfriend's parents have just gone to speak to a solicitor as their neighbour tore down the boundary fence and told them to stuff it as they were "fuggin' thick". Not to mention our friends who all seem to have been "blessed" with nasty neighbours.To me this has been a bit difficult to fathom, I can understand how people get annoyed with rude and "invading" neighbours etc, but I guess you don't really understand until you're in that position yourself.

And I am.

I'm sure I've written about the wan***s upstairs who constantly mess up our balcony when they pour water on theirs to clean it (I guess they don't understand the concept of gravity). Well, this morning I discovered that they're now up to worse things. Last night they had a barbecue - which I don't mind at all as it was a lovely night - but little did I know that they had used a disposable grill and placed it directly onto the floorboards of the balcony - bright boys. Let's just say that I wasn't totally wrong when I thought it smelt a bit burnt last night. Our balcony is full of ashes, charred bits of floorboard and nails that used to keep the very same floorboards nailed down. It's a mess - there's crap all over our table and chairs and there is now a gaping hole in their balcony floor/ our balcony "ceiling". I don't know if they've seen it yet though as the disposable grill is still covering the majority of the hole - it probably burnt through during the night.

It frightened me thinking that there could have been a fire on our balcony due to the arseholes upstairs. Fair enough, we wouldn't have died as we live on the 1st floor and it would have been easy to walk down and out if needed but that doesn't mean it's ok to do that. If they want to wreck their flat and balcony, fine but don't mess ours up as we love our flat without charred crap coming from upstairs.

They are soooo having a complaint coming their way. I'm fed up.

On the positive side - I'm trying to focus on positive things (really!) - I think this has made me feel a bit more English as I too hate our neighbours! (Boyfriend: see, I'm settling!!)