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Post by Neshead on Feb 10, 2021 11:56:19 GMT
Just had a read of this thread on twitter and reminds me of when I lived in Clayton. I lived behind the black bull pub where I shared an access to my drive and next doors. Because the old boy decided to put a big conservatory on his house, it was the middle one of three terraced houses and we were the end one, he struggled to get his car in resulting in him leaving his car in the access area. Got to the point I lost my rag after asking dozens of times, told him if he did it again I'd get a mate to tow it away. Even at the bottom of the access path we had problems, my dad once parked at the bottom outside a house. Next thing I know I've got a car blocking my drive. Apparently we'd parked in 'his space'. Another one to get the Neshead knock on the door. Funny how they soon change their tune when an 18 stone fuckwit starts booting their front door.
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Post by Hobhead on Feb 10, 2021 13:20:18 GMT
Pains me to join in with Neshead getting old but one thing that makes me want to kill is when people think they own the patch of tarmac outside their houses. Silly cunt, your claim ends at your garden wall and, since I pay road tax, I’ll be parking here.
It’s at about this time they usually wheel their dried up old granny out of the spare room with her drip and point out that they need to park there, leaving me with a ton of righteous anger and nowhere to dump it.
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Post by Neshead on Feb 10, 2021 13:39:18 GMT
Pains me to join in with Neshead getting old but one thing that makes me want to kill is when people think they own the patch of tarmac outside their houses. Silly cunt, your claim ends at your garden wall and, since I pay road tax, I’ll be parking here. It’s at about this time they usually wheel their dried up old granny out of the spare room with her drip and point out that they need to park there, leaving me with a ton of righteous anger and nowhere to dump it. My next door neighbours daughter does it now. On the odd occasion we have to park out side his house because the cunt at the other side of us now decides to run his business from home and his vans are parked outside our house. So when the daughter comes to visit her dad she parks outside my house. No problem except she parks across our drive even though there is space across both sides of the road. Deliberately because I park outside her dad's house. Another one where you end up calling their bluff by telling them their car will end up a few miles away if they keep doing it.
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Post by Lofty on Feb 10, 2021 14:45:12 GMT
My first house was a rented cottage on a public road with about 7 other similar ones. First day I moved in I got a letter put through my letterbox welcoming me to the street and advising which is "my space" on the road and where everyone else parks.
Needless to say I took pleasure in parking in "Maureen's" space and the one where "Sally's aunty parks".
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Post by Dick on Feb 10, 2021 14:57:44 GMT
A family of gypsy undertakers live on our street. On more than one occasion they've parked their Range Rover in the driveway with a coffin (and who knows what else) inside.
They're townhouses - so every house has its own parking space for 1 car but of course they're the cunts that have to have 3, forcing their from their driveway onto those immediately adjacent to them.
They have like a 16 year old lad in the family business who's genuinely weird. Wanders around the street at 3am, climbs on people's walls and gardens and has full on arguments with his dad. I like to wind up my wife by saying he's that way because he like to fuck the corpses, she absolutely hates it when I go there but I lol at it.
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Post by Hobhead on Feb 10, 2021 15:16:09 GMT
A family of gypsy undertakers live on our street. On more than one occasion they've parked their Range Rover in the driveway with a coffin (and who knows what else) inside. They're townhouses - so every house has its own parking space for 1 car but of course they're the cunts that have to have 3, forcing their from their driveway onto those immediately adjacent to them. They have like a 16 year old lad in the family business who's genuinely weird. Wanders around the street at 3am, climbs on people's walls and gardens and has full on arguments with his dad. I like to wind up my wife by saying he's that way because he like to fuck the corpses, she absolutely hates it when I go there but I lol at it. Idea for television programme: Gyp’ll Fix It.
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Post by Hoochy on Feb 10, 2021 20:53:12 GMT
Just had a read of this thread on twitter and reminds me of when I lived in Clayton. I lived behind the black bull pub where I shared an access to my drive and next doors. Because the old boy decided to put a big conservatory on his house, it was the middle one of three terraced houses and we were the end one, he struggled to get his car in resulting in him leaving his car in the access area. Got to the point I lost my rag after asking dozens of times, told him if he did it again I'd get a mate to tow it away. Even at the bottom of the access path we had problems, my dad once parked at the bottom outside a house. Next thing I know I've got a car blocking my drive. Apparently we'd parked in 'his space'. Another one to get the Neshead knock on the door. Funny how they soon change their tune when an 18 stone fuckwit starts booting their front door. Has the tweet gone? Can't see anything. I love a good parking row.
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Post by Neshead on Feb 10, 2021 22:03:26 GMT
Just had a read of this thread on twitter and reminds me of when I lived in Clayton. I lived behind the black bull pub where I shared an access to my drive and next doors. Because the old boy decided to put a big conservatory on his house, it was the middle one of three terraced houses and we were the end one, he struggled to get his car in resulting in him leaving his car in the access area. Got to the point I lost my rag after asking dozens of times, told him if he did it again I'd get a mate to tow it away. Even at the bottom of the access path we had problems, my dad once parked at the bottom outside a house. Next thing I know I've got a car blocking my drive. Apparently we'd parked in 'his space'. Another one to get the Neshead knock on the door. Funny how they soon change their tune when an 18 stone fuckwit starts booting their front door. Has the tweet gone? Can't see anything. I love a good parking row. Not sure m8, the replies to the tweet were comedy gold. If you want a social media shitstorm just post your wrath on a facebook village forum, a place reserved for people with irrational anger issues.
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Post by Lofty on Feb 10, 2021 22:19:41 GMT
Just had a read of this thread on twitter and reminds me of when I lived in Clayton. I lived behind the black bull pub where I shared an access to my drive and next doors. Because the old boy decided to put a big conservatory on his house, it was the middle one of three terraced houses and we were the end one, he struggled to get his car in resulting in him leaving his car in the access area. Got to the point I lost my rag after asking dozens of times, told him if he did it again I'd get a mate to tow it away. Even at the bottom of the access path we had problems, my dad once parked at the bottom outside a house. Next thing I know I've got a car blocking my drive. Apparently we'd parked in 'his space'. Another one to get the Neshead knock on the door. Funny how they soon change their tune when an 18 stone fuckwit starts booting their front door. Has the tweet gone? Can't see anything. I love a good parking row. Yeah he deleted it the fanny.
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