Well, at least it ain't light blue!Just painted my garage door green it look lovely. The neighbours just come out and said it looks horrible. Well guess what? it's here to stay so Koff.
Yes I spared them that at least. I wasn't aware you had to ask your neighbours what colour you should paint your own house in though.?. Why dont people mind there own business.Well, at least it ain't light blue!
Seriously though, you seem to have a right rude twat as a neighbour. He's entitled to think what he likes, but to say it to your face is just bad- mannered and offensive.
Glue them in position. Some of this will help, and once that has bonded to the wood and fence panel it ain't going anywhere!I have a dick of a neighbor like that, the panel fencing was rattling in the wind so I stuck in a bit of wood in from my side just to stop it. Yesterday I spotted his hand taking them out and they started to rattle last night right under the bedroom window. I hope he tries again I've smeared anti vandal bitumen just on top of the new pieces of timber I've put back in
I wish I knew my neighbor hated green, I'd paint the whole fkkin lime green
Couple over the lane from me are like that it sounds like the bottle skip being emptied at a Weatherspoons.My neighbor use to enjoy on a Sunday morning throwing each individual glass bottle at 6:00am into his wheelie bin.
One Sunday I was up so when he was going back to his back door after smashing about a dozen bottles I did the same, a nice large wine bottle full pelt into my bin which is right up against the fence.
I heard him scream like a girl then shout "Yer daft bugger, I nearly had a heart attack then !", to which I replied, " I wish". I had to do it a couple of times for him to grow up.
And to this day we still don't know what the older feckers problem is.
I once had a neighbour who figured that he could staple some 7` high cheap-ass bamboo 5h1t on to a fence that I had built the year previously.
This, along with his Rattan furniture, made the place looked like f'n Tenko.
Luckily for him I had previously been made aware that a punch up the bracket is frowned upon nowadays, so I was able to pursued him peacefully that his decor wasn't in keeping with the local ambience.
I ripped it down the following morning, much to the chagrin of his Mummy & Daddy, who he called upon to fight his own battles.