Nicknames for neighbours

My Dad had nicknames for our neighbours that made me smile :- Red Hat, Hook Nose, Mary Ellen ( the always -complaining man next door) . Just the mention of these names brings back happy memories of childhood. We have a Mary Ellen too and. Gladys Emmanuel ( fuss pot officious little men ) and a Heidi Binslammer but lots of lovely neighbours too.

I couldn't possibly go public in case they recognise themselves.

I remember a conversation with dh, years ago, about why I called someone "my brothers girlfriend" rather than using her name. Well it was because I know 3 people with that name and if I didn't use a descriptor, he had no idea who I meant. He denied it of course. So I called his bluff and stopped, so now when I mention "Jill" (not their real name) without adding anything extra, he asks me "which one"!!

The shopping trolleys. They go out every single day, sometimes twice, and have done all through the pandemic to go shopping . Every time they come back with at least five big bags of shopping. Heaven knows where they store it all. There are only two of them, can't possibly get through that much food.

Following on from my previous comment about nasty neighbours parking over dropped kerbs, I had nicknames for the whole family but couldn’t possibly put them on here ?.

We had a neighbour we called 'Neat Ian' as when we moved in his garden was perfect and his garage had a carpet on the floor! We still call him that even though we moved after 16 years but he was a lovely neighbour.

Boy scout , lovely man but everyday whatever the weather he had a bonfire, what was he burning ? Nosey Nora and swan neck both neighborhood watch before it was thought of

When our neighbours went away, his mum and friend came to house-sit, we called them the golden girls.

Asbo man, not many.

We live in a cul-de-sac of wrinklies, us included.

We have Asbo many, he was given one in his 80's, on one side, and the unwrapped mummy on the other.

When my older sister Phyllis was living at home with our parents and I had moved out, there was a neighbour always known as "Phyllis across the Road." She used to sign cards as "Phyllis A.T.R." Her husband was "David Across the Road" and their adult children all given the same sobriquet, all because of the woman's name.

I had Pavarotti on one side years ago. Used to hear him gargling and singing!

We have Mr Jag, when he moved in he had a jag, a neighbour we call Scott because when ever he went outside, whatever the weather, he was dressed for full artic conditions. Mr Turkey, from Turkey and Mrs Pink because everything, even the vacuum cleaner is pink

Sorry, meant to say Walter was flown all over the world to work for diplomats and chief executives of large companies.

I expect I have got nicknames but i have no idea what. The only neighbours I have ever nicknamed are the Nastyfaces. For some reason, from the moment they moved in they disliked me although I can honestly say I never ever got to speak to them, they would ignore me or turn away. They attempted to make trouble with the council by making unfounded complaints about my dogs. I think they just needed someone to bully. My snapping point was reached when the man came and banged on my door and yelled at me and I involved the police. I watched them subsequently pick quarrels with my other (lovely) neighbours and we were all glad when they moved away.

Alishka Walter was such a good painter and decorator as well as a plasterer he was flown all over the world to work for them. Many a time he was called upon to fend off attempted assassinators or armed robbers. It was amusing at first but he was also rather racist so we avoid him now, which is a shame as his wife is a lovely quiet lady.

Big Spoon Stirrer (she spreads rumours about neighbours)
Keep fit lad he is always out jogging.
Mad Mark (he speeds down the road in his van, many don't like him)
Alcoholic Mr Naseen comes home from work every night drunk.
Dirty Curtains (they are so black if you touched them they would fall apart)
Nosy Rosie (because she is ) but not as bad as Big Spoon stirrer)
The Druggie Dealing Den although they have been evicted now at last.

I expect they all call me the Dog Lady as I am seen walking my dogs everyday come rain or shine and most often someone is out and says Hello.

I'm renaming all our neighbours now

What a giggly thread!
Our old semis are close together so there are a lot of neighbours to know and name. To differentiate between two Jason’s we have Scrappie Jason/ Allotment Jason. The other is Jason next door. We have Allotment Anne, Jason’s wife, also depressed Anne.
Big white van man, small white van man. Paul the leccy, and poor Paul whose wife has recently left him.

I have the Borrowers (only see them when they want a favour or to borrow something),
the Rocket Scientist (thinks he knows everything),
the Lucky Ones (given their house by her father!).
Recently found out my late DH was known as the Emergency Man, because when ever there was an emergency people knew he would fix it!

Fortunately most of our neighbours go by their real names, apart from The Wicked Witch who appears to be extremely two faced!

Am I the only person who says “my friend next door” or “my friend over the back”?

Yes, we do! I expect we have nicknames too, might be better to not know!

sharon103

effing Frank. Every other word he spoke was effing.

He wasn’t Samuel ‘ effing’ Jackson by any chance??

Harrigran I used to work for a chocolate teapot!??
I can’t call them neighbours, but we get a lot of ‘sunset snappers’, who stop their cars, leap out and take pics of the sunset.