A guy next door's usually pretty rowdy come guy fawkes night and new years eve.
Especially annoying is the fireworks get launched right outside my bedroom window!
So I wind up sleeping in the lounge, since the sound isn't bad there.
Yes I've had to do that,one of the last flats i was in in England was a high rise, i was on the top floor (15TH) it was social housing. Evrything was great for the first 6 months no noise problems at all, and a great view, i was left in peace to watch films. But unfortunatly, they guy next door decided to commit suicide, it was a shame as he was a really decent and quiet person ( 3nd time a neighbor of mine has done this)... I know it sounds bad but i was immediatly concerned about who was going to replace him. And i was right to be concerned, guy about 25 with his girlfriend, inconsiderate , noisy drinking at weekend, CONSTANT SLAMMING OF DOORS dog barking all day. He would leave SUPERMARKET TROLLYS outside the door !!! and old rolled up pieces of carpet, i hated him, i complained bet he never did anything, complained to council, they did nothing, so like you I dragged my bed into living room that was more far away from his flat, as i couldn't sleep in my bedroom due to door slamming and dog barking. In the end i had to leave.
Then In another seaside town in Northern England, I was living in a Bedsit, It was a large converted house with 11 large self contained rooms in. We had to share the bathroom and toilet and letter box
. There were some difficulties but overall we all got along O.k and would help each other out borrowing stuff ect, Until one day a friend had sent me some cash through the post, me being an Aspie i mentioned it during one of our get togethers , then this money didn't appear. I didn't know for sure who had taken it they were accusing a friend of mine and he was accusing them. This started a cold war. This older guy who was an ex heroin addict next door started being as noisy as possible, and excluding me from the get togethers, Everyday i used togo out to the gym to get properly cleaned, I would find the most annoying radio station like BBC asian news or Welsh language radio,plug it in propped against the wall ( not properly tuned info course
) then I would go out all day for about 10 hours swimming and ice skating
. THAT stopped his noise then i stopped mine ( after 3 days). ( there was also a small fire and a small flood there started by a convicted pyromaniac who live upstairs ).
The next flat I was in LOOKED beautiful, it was social housing again. It was a large converted into flats house, in a good part of town, My flat was the largest there, unfortunately once again the neighbors ruined it. There was a really skinny drug dealer on the top floor who was always up all night, evrytime I left the house there were two ore 3 really crazed looking "friends" of his DESPRATE to get in through the main front door ( I was too intimidated to lock it shut again as they were right in my face) they were so grateful to get in , For next fix. Plus there was the most nasty bitter old scottish man living on the ground floor, who seemed resentful I had been allocated the largest flat. Then there was a meat head in a flat above mine who NEVER went out and his toilet and bathroom were right over my living room, it seemed the ceilings were made of cardboard, He had just come out of prison and had a bull neck he would weight lift in the bathroom,and I could even hear him having a wee!! ......In the basement was a shared washing machine and dryer, I was told by the old man if i wanted to use it to put the last persons cloths into the dryer so the washer was free. If ever i wanted to use the washer i would place their cloths in the dryer , if i needed the dryer, i would empty it and fold them a little then put my stuff in. I always did this as it wasn't really a problem to do. However none of theses lowlives did that for me, one day I put my cloths into the washer after putting the last lazy sods into the dryer, then i went out into town knowing it took over one hour, when i got back I saw someone had , STOPPED the wash, dumped ALL my clothes soaking wet with detergent still in on top, and started a new wash with just their ONE jumper in
. I couldn't belive it, I had to take it all up and finish it by hand then drip dry in Bathroom, i didn't know who had done it. Another time I put a wash in then it completed the wash but when my stuff was dried i saw someone had poured bleach into the machine ( on a coloured wash) so a lot of stuff was discolored. I still didn't know who was doing it, but to cope I had to get up very early (4am) when all these animals were just going to bed. Then I could use the machines undisturbed. I always made sure everything was back up driy by 6am then i could go back to sleep for a while....... Sometimes the fire alarm would be set off, then you'd go out and none there, then it would be repeated through the night 3 to 4 times, it was some kind of intimidation . Most of the other residence seemed scared the decent ones left, Another time i was talking on the phone and it was about 1 am, i decided to go to bed, and when i went into the bedroom, it was like niagra falls!!!!! water was dripping down the walls from the light bulb, and 4 other places, down the window, I had to rush around placing pans and buckets everywhere, the bed was soaked in brown rusty water. The flat above was empty and a new bathroom was being fitted, bathroom right over my bedroom. The stop taps for this flat were right outside in the hallway available to everyone to touch, and someone had gone up there and switched them on. I went up and switched them off, Noone came out to help me, I called the plumber who was working on it as there had been a small leak the week before so i decided to take his number, he PUT THE PHONE DOWN ON ME!!!!, I texted him to tell him what was happening, and he called to say he would be over but he took 3 hours to het there. So I called the fire brigade , they came but were crap and told me i would be charged 500 pound to bust the door in!!! so i was left to deal with it alone. all my carpet was ruined, bed, a tv set. I Told the landlord who did nothing, i put in an insurance claim, It was rejected, i wasn't sure if it was the drug dealers friends doing this or the bitter scot. All the other neighbours kept to themselves and seemed scared there was no solidarity. One neighbor told me he had complained to the landlord about the drug dealing and the reply he got was " as long as its behind closed doors"... all the letter boxes were broken in the hallway so getting mail was anxiety . It was dreadful, then not long after that the meathead was driving me nuts above my living room with his weightlifting so i decided to put Britaney spears album on loop max volume and went out all day, when i got back i turned it down, and he seemed to be banging even harder so I chucked my boot up at the ceiling, the next thing he came thundering down the stairs,and was hammering at my door, I felt scared so didn't answer but he wouldn't go so I answered it, and we started rowing, he stepped back to take a swing for me, but i managed to shut the door... It calmed bait after that, but once again, i stopped using my living room and moved my tv, into the bedroom, it was badly affecting me mentally, I would pack a packed lunch, and my gym stuff, then get up early and go out all day,then by 8 or 9pm id go to bed ( with plugged ears) knowing that they were all up all night, just to avoid them, . One day i got a letter from the social landlord threatening me with court and eviction because of unpaid rent, when it was a mistake on their part, but had to spend all day going everywhere to prove id paid, they had it in some different account,completely incompetent, .... then one day the mysterious person opposite me appeared up the stairs and he was really disfigured like the elephant man, i just froze, i could smell like an electrical fire from his flat and asked him about it but he just ignored me and went back in, i think he was another drug user who had somehow caused and electrical fire. It was kind of a metalic smell..... this was the last straw and i begged my mum to help with a deposit to get me out of there.There was problems at the new place too, it was hugely expensive for me( 600 ponds per month) it looked fabulous but mold was appearing everywhere, then a scumbag neighbour, started having picnics and renovating cars RIGHT OUTSIDE MY WINDOW with their horrible brat and flicking cigarette stumps everywhere ( even though there was a large park across the road)... that didn't last long either....
Oh my sorry to rant on and on, but this has been a lifelong problem for me and i have strong views about the unfair housing situation in UK, very expensive and shoddy..... If i won the lottery i would love to build a social housing community for people like us aspires who are quiet and respectful.