Monday, 26 May 2014

You're So Vain, You Probably Think This Blog Post is About You

So this guy is acting weird and secretive towards everyone in the street not living next door to him. Anyone who parks an inch over 'his' wall, he calls the cops. He does this quite often to varying neighbors, not just us. He had even called the cops and an ambulance over to my place because a 53 year old man named "Nigel" had apparently committed suicide in his bathtub. What was worrying about this, was that my father is named Nigel, is 53 and was in his bathtub at the time. We didn't find out it was him, though we're fairly certain it was because the malicious cop-calling is him. It had happened more than once and started about the time he moved in.

The next day, we walk out to our car and find it's covered in seagull droppings. Seriously. It's pretty gross. Same for most others in my part of the street. It's a power play. One thing's for sure, he thinks he's on a power play, but we haven't even started the slashing, boarding and high sticking, though we're fighting, so if he's on the power play, then so are we. Sorry, getting into hockey penalties here now.

But speaking of hockey penalties, my mother became third man in when the pathetic little man was talking with the neighbour at number 15. The man then began circling my mother's car and my mother noticing this, opened the window and yelled out of it:
"Is there a problem with my car?"
He yelled back "Yeah, love, you're blocking me in" pointing at the car which was around three inches over his wall.
My mother yelled "Don't you "love" me, you don't even know me! Now listen here, I've lived here for a quarter of a century. We had a nice peaceful neighbourhood here, before you moved in..."
And the neighbour at 15 shouted at him "Yeah! You're a nob!"

Shortly after that, his wife started taking photos of our cars and their number plates, which I'm pretty sure is illegal.

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