How do you get on with your neighbours?

I get along with my neighbors fine. They all are kind, respectful people.

I have had other neighbors years ago that were not so kind; there was one that used to beat on another neighbors door with stick and yell at them to be quiet and go to sleep. He was scary sounding.
 

We have been in our home for over 30 years. Neighbors come and go. We are probably the oldest in the neighborhood. We just wave and say hello if they happen to be out in the yard or exchange a few words over the fence. We aren't chummy people and like our privacy.
 
I get along with my neighbors, even the ones who hate each other. Strange I was going to ask a question here. It's pretty obvious that I'm an old geezer, who lives alone. I have a neighbor, who is very nice. But he doesn't ask me if I need help, he'll go ahead and do things. I appreciate the assistance, but what right does he have to do things. That sounds bad , so here's an example. I had some wood that needed to be chopped. So I hired a guy to come and chop it. When he got here ( I live in the sticks), my neighbor had chopped the wood. That was a nice gesture, but now I have a guy who is not happy about driving all the way up here and back, without making a buck. Plus my neighbor did a crummy job of chopping the wood.
 
I have 5 neighbours, I get on quite well with four of them, the 5th are a bit strange. They've put up 8 foot fence extensions all around their house so that no-one can see into their yard. They've changed the flyscreens on the windows with shadecloth.

I know they're not growing drugs or anything like that, but they are very secretive. You never see them outside, apart from early mornings when the husband goes shopping. The wife never leaves the house and the daughter sometimes will accompany her father on the shopping trips.

They never have visitors either.
 
The only problems I've ever had with neighbors in town involved their dogs. Two houses adjoining are rental properties and have only 1/6 acre lots, each including a 2 bedroom house and paved parking lot for 4 cars. Doesn't leave much grass. In the past several have brought in as many as 3 large breed dogs. Easiest just to open the back door and let them run loose. Too much trouble to walk them. You can imagine how stinky it gets if they confined their dogs to their own property. Not fun mowing lawn or raking leaves. Sometimes the dogs will be barkers, the kind that bark all day, as long as no one is home. Otherwise I've had no problems at all.
 
I've had some terrible neighbours in the past but currently live in an apartment block for over 50's and my neighbours are fine, always polite and would lend a hand if needed but keep their distance, my immediate neighbour moved in a month ago and I've not set eyes on him
 
We have great relations with our neighbors. But, that is probably due to the fact that we have plenty of "Space" between us....living out in the boondocks. When we lived in the city, we had to constantly "overlook" the noise, and nonsense that occurs in a densely populated area...and it a relief to live in an area where people can do their thing without disturbing everyone around them.
 
Most neighbors I just have a nodding relationship with. But now I am retired getting more aquainted. I have been here 25 years, and had several changes. The official "wierdo" neighbors moved a few years back. They lived across the street We live in a mobile home park. The husband seemed nice, the wife was odd. She would always be peeking out the window at comings and goings. Literaly cracking the curtains and peeping. One day a friend of my husband came over while hubby was at work. I was just out of surgery, and hubby's friend came to drive me to a doctor appointment, so Rick did not have to take off work. When he dropped me off, he came into the house with me to make sure I was settled in OK. When he was leaving I noticed the lady was peeping again. So I said, "Randy, I have a peeper across the street. Lean in, give me a big hug and peck on cheek". So he did. Saw the curtains flutter back and forth, open again, then close. LOL.
 
Many of my neighbors have lived here for decades. I've lived in this apartment for almost 46 years. Some of my neighbors I don't know because they only moved here a few years ago and we haven't crossed paths. Some of my neighbors I consider friends, others good acquaintances and there's a couple that I don't get along with so I leave them alone. When our cooperative has it's board meetings and annual meetings, I sometimes get to talk with people I don't see often.
 
fuzzybuddy said:
I get along with my neighbors, even the ones who hate each other. Strange I was going to ask a question here. It's pretty obvious that I'm an old geezer, who lives alone. I have a neighbor, who is very nice. But he doesn't ask me if I need help, he'll go ahead and do things. I appreciate the assistance, but what right does he have to do things. That sounds bad , so here's an example. I had some wood that needed to be chopped. So I hired a guy to come and chop it. When he got here ( I live in the sticks), my neighbor had chopped the wood. That was a nice gesture, but now I have a guy who is not happy about driving all the way up here and back, without making a buck. Plus my neighbor did a crummy job of chopping the wood.
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What's the old saw about looking a gift horse in the mouth?

My neighbor, who is 91 now, always takes my garbage bin to the curb for pickup for me (unasked),and I very much appreciate it, especially in the winter. He's a very kind and caring man.
 
We have lived in this home for 11 years all neighbours are good to the point ,where one of our neighbours is upset at the thought of us leaving the area ,because we have put our house up,for sale
 
Thanks for all the replies folks.I hardly ever see mine and when I do they usually moan at me about something!
 
I had a neighbor , a nice older gent. We used to have nice chats. One day, he spotted a census taker. He asked her how many people lived in our development. He told her she missed a lot. He sat her down and calmly brought up to speed about all the people she missed. When he told me that story, I doubted him. Until he told me my next door neighbor had a fight with her live-in boy friend. He left. And she couldn't pay the electric bill herself. It was winter and she had electric heating. He really was a nice guy, who probably knew what kind of toothpaste I used. People liked talking to him, I did.
 

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