I learnt something last night.

[longers]

Quite a bit about one of my neighbours private life

It's quiet round here - usually.

Last night a few doors down a jilted lover was hammering a few doors down and shouting at 1 am

I now know more about someone than I really need to. Some of it was shocking














He still loves her though

 

[Keith Oates]

Forget it and don't repeat it to anyone, that way is always the best IMO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Aperitif]

Wasn't Patrick saying that he'd "thrown the bloody helicopter away and could we just get back to normal now please?" by any chance?

 

[rich p]

I love other peoples' domestics.

 

[rich p]

....and I don't mean DomT's filipino. Although now I have lost Luiza......

 

[TVC]

I love other peoples public rows, a few weeks back the woman across the road got called a "fat bitch" at 2am by one of her adult sons mates. I also found out (as did the entire street) that one of my neighbours is a lesbian because her ex-lover turned up drunk in the early hours one day.

Such fun.

 

[ComedyPilot]

I deal almost daily with 'domestics'. I don't find them one bit funny. The last one I went to I asked what the problem was, a male said, "Nothing, just a domestic, it's sorted now". Then he pulled a claw hammer out of his jacket and took a swing at me and my colleagues (which missed). 2 hours later, after barricading himself in the house, he smashed almost every window, and the TV. Then he drank a bottle of calpol and a bottle of MR MUSCLE and collapsed. F*CKING P*LLOCK.

 

[Mr Pig]

Sounds like fun :0)

But you should keep it secret, not post it on an internet forum. A secret is something you only tell people one at a time ;0)

 

[yello]

Well, yes, never much fun if you have to deal with the nastiness of it all.

But back to comedy hour...

I recall being woken early a.m. to the sound of some drunken bloke hollering words to the effect of "neet-ah, let me in, you're making me look a right c*nt". I thought he was doing a good enough job of that himself.

 

[PatrickPending]

I deal almost daily with 'domestics'. I don't find them one bit funny. The last one I went to I asked what the problem was, a male said, "Nothing, just a domestic, it's sorted now". Then he pulled a claw hammer out of his jacket and took a swing at me and my colleagues (which missed). 2 hours later, after barricading himself in the house, he smashed almost every window, and the TV. Then he drank a bottle of calpol and a bottle of MR MUSCLE and collapsed. F*CKING P*LLOCK.

good grief almost fell off my chair laughing... mr muscle???

 

[ComedyPilot]

Yep Mr Muscle. And I'm not saying that as an advertising plug....then again? "..and new Mr Muscle gets rid of those lingering stains, as well as the socio-path boyfriend that just won't go.."

 

[Melvil]

Yep Mr Muscle. And I'm not saying that as an advertising plug....then again? "..and new Mr Muscle gets rid of those lingering stains, as well as the socio-path boyfriend that just won't go.."

I know its not funny....but it is.

 

[Mortiroloboy]

I love other peoples' domestics.

If you'd dealt with as many of them as I have you wouldn't make a comment like that. They are IME always messy and largely unecessary, but some people will get themselves in a situation that requires the refereeing talents of outside agencies.

I never cease to be amazed at so called adults inability to deal with adult issues in an adult manner.

 

[Aperitif]

If you'd dealt with as many of them as I have you wouldn't make a comment like that. They are IME always messy and largely unecessary, but some people will get themselves in a situation that requires the refereeing talents of outside agencies.

I never cease to be amazed at so called adults inability to deal with adult issues in an adult manner.

That's why I come on here -

Our next door neighbour but one was a mutton dressed as lamb character - like a cindy doll, who lived with her daughter. She had a boyfriend who got all his stuff chucked out of the window bit by bit accompanied by the most vicious of expletives. She wouldn't give him his book or something (It's Not About The Bike maybe...) and the cops had to work hard to keep everything under control. I found a shoe under my wheel arch the next day and odd socks in the gutter.

She was known as "Fake t1ts, fake tan" after that! The aggrieved boyfriend had coined a phrase in his protracted exchange!

 

[rich p]

If you'd dealt with as many of them as I have you wouldn't make a comment like that. They are IME always messy and largely unecessary, but some people will get themselves in a situation that requires the refereeing talents of outside agencies.

I never cease to be amazed at so called adults inability to deal with adult issues in an adult manner.

I was referring flippantly ( as behoves Cakestop ) to mild public tiffs rather than drunken blokes beating up their wives and kids behind closed doors but you probably knew that really, didn't you?