antisocial neighbours

What do you do? Well, if you are telling someone about it and asking their advice, you do first have to tell them a little more than that he is being antisocial.

No-one knows whether he is smoking the occasional weed behind the shed or holding naked Satanic orgies, so of course they speculate and make jokes - which are about the antisocial neighbour, not about you (apart from the reference to the old joke about the spinster who complained that she could see everything her young neighbours did in their bedroom - on further investigation it was found that the view could only be achieved by someone sitting on top of the wardrobe)

And if it takes you nearly a week to come back to the thread, it is not surprising that others have posted replies to the jokes in your absence.

As soontobe says, you were indeed asked what he was up to? I don't think you have been treated as the butt of any jokes, mere speculation in the absence of further information or any facts.

To be fair, it was nearly a day before the jokes arrived. Which is quite restrained in gransnetland.

And there were some serious replies before that.

Would you care to answer some of them?

I am not sure though that we will be able to help you that much, as leagle eagles seem to be in short supply on this site.

Worthit has not returned to this thread as it wasn't anticipated to be the but of a load of jokes.

Hanging out the window by your toenails,with your binoculars,Harrigran,
That made me smile Alea.

When we got I first flat our kitchen window was opposite the nextdoor flat window. My OH (now ex) insisted on doing the washing up as I did the cooking. How nice, I thought. We were both 18 and worked full time. Then I found out the woman in the flat opposite washed her pots topless.

Alea!

We used to have a neighbour who tootled down the garden with just a short dressing gown flapping open and completely starkers underneath. I think he thought the garden walls hid him but he never looked up, I was in a top floor flat with a view over all the gardens

Perhaps he:

bounces naked on a trampoline in the middle of the night

has midnight bbqs

wears an astronaut suit to stargaze

Thinking of soontobe's question yesterday,
where are you when this happens?

Maybe the answer is 'hanging out of the window by my toenails, binoculars at the ready" or am I being unfair?

Probably flashing, but Worthit doesn't seem bothered enough about the problem to come back on the thread...

Are we talking about skinny yoga? That downward dog might be a bit dodgy.
Lawn mowing in the buff?
Not DADDY DANCING?
Talking to his plants and flowers?
Sunbathing?
Reading the Daily Wail?
Oh no, not weeing on the compost?

My imagination is running out. Come on Grannies, what do you think he might be doing?

Totally lost.

Careful .....if this is a wind up this may be the one question the OP will answer

Me too. What does this man do?

I really want to know what this man is doing! Or do I............

(It might be another thing that we need a "bleurgh" emoticon for)

You don't hurry Muttley when she is in crouching mode, not unless you have half a dozen poo bags to deal with a trail of you know what

I have no idea who the shape-shifter Gransnetter is

re anti-social behaviour, I'm not sure what can actually be achieved by complaining to the relevant authorities. My daughter moved into a flat in North London where in due course a nightclub opened across the road. She could not sleep, the noise was unbearable, and the bus-stop that the drunken clubbers used as a loo waited at was below her bedroom window. She did all the right things, recorded, reported and then would tell me that "I now have the nightclub racket, plus the noise monitoring people from the local authority arrived at 1 a.m. and stayed for hours". This went on for months and nothing happened. She moved somewhere else.

Her and her husband have just taken occupation of their long-awaited first home together, and the neighbour next door constantly swears loudly at his children and his wife. So - what would you do about that? My SIL won't do anything about it e.g. "having a word" because he is too scared - he has been attacked by some thugs once before (they took his phone) and ended up in hospital with concussion.

When I read that, annsixty, I assumed at first that you were referring to Worthit's neighbour's antisocial activities, and thought that he must have a good compost heap.

The penny has just dropped with me Ana

When I watch those TV property programmes I sometimes wonder what the neighbours think of the marvellous bathrooms with floor-to-ceiling windows and no blinds or curtains. Some of them look out onto deep woods - all the world and his dog could be in among those trees.

Alea,you see all sorts when you walk the dog,my friend said she used to see a man having a shower. I said,you could walk a different way,but she said she didn't want to.

Worthit,next time you see him poke him in the eye with a sharp stick.
JUST KIDDING,

Good gracious, I've only just realised why you seemed so familiar, yet somehow different, Alea!

I don't know if this counts as anti social behaviour, but wanted to share it for a giggle, just to show that life can provide the occasional chuckle
I was walking Grace the other night before bedtime and she stopped to do what a dog has got to do behind a house round the corner from us. The owner is a man in his late 50's/maybe 60's, divorced but seems to have a succession of rather younger lady friends, the latest is E European and I would guess in her 20's. He must have hidden depths as he's no oil painting, but a nice enough chap. As I said Grace had stopped on the road behind their back garden underneath an open bedroom window. . . . .
Well as I said, he clearly has hidden depths and you could say he was doing something right!!
Once I realised what I was hearing, of course I did my best to get Grace to hurry up and move on. I do hope I don't see him for a day or two, I just know I'll