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My girlfriend and I moved in together back in February this year, into a nice little 1-bed flat in a block of 9 in Surbiton. We thought this would be a lovely quiet friendly 'commuter-belt' sort of place and never really expected to get to know the neighbours or to get involved in block-of-flat politics.
Oh my God. How wrong were we! We are one of three flats on the ground floor, and the little old lady in number 1 is an absolute bloody nightmare. She's single, retired, and a 'director of the residents' association'. As she doesn't have a job (not even just helping out with the WI or at the Oxfam shop or anything old lady-ish like that), the residents' association is evidently her life. And as such she takes it upon herself to ensure its rules are rigorously enforced at all times.
After living here for a couple of weeks, I washed my car out in the street. The main entrance is round the back, but we have a patio door and a few feet of grass between our living room and a 2-foot high wall between us and the road (quiet with residents permit parking). I thought it'd be quite reasonable to fill up my bucket in the flat, go out the patio door, hop over the wall and wash the car in the street. No! She appears out of nowhere and asks "can you do me a little favour please and not jump over the wall". First complaint of many, although I wasn't to know at the time... She suggested next time I just take it round the back to the garage area (with the big 'no parking' sign - our flat doesn't have a garage although some others do), and as a bonus use the communal hosepipe. Fair enough then - but a bit ridiculous about jumping over the wall...
Next one, as we washed our clothes in preparation for going off on holiday back in April, we hung them out in the sun on our patio to dry quickly so we could get them packed. Up she pops again, telling us it's against the rules to hang washing out and could we take it in straight away please. Give me a break... who actually cares??
On another occasion, we planned to have a barbecue, just the two of us, on our patio. We thought we'd check with our landlord about smoke etc, and he said it should be fine and maybe just check with the neighbours in case it bothers anyone. So we popped a note through every door to that effect a few hours before, and had no comments - except of course from her, who pops up to say "thanks for the note, actually we're not allowed barbecues because of our public liability insurance, and nobody round here really has barbecues anyway". For Christ's sake...
On other occasions I've also been told off for walking across the communal grass outside - walking the length of it so as not to jump over the aforementioned wall, even though I park directly opposite our window, the entrance from the street is at her end of the grass - because I have to go past her window and it invades her privacy. Apparently because nobody walks past people's balconies on the upper floors she shouldn't have to put up with it down here, despite it being a communal lawn... Could I "keep it to a minimum please" she says.
By the same token, she's once intercepted our Tesco delivery man before he could even get out of his van to tell him not to walk across the grass and to please go round the back.
Now the garage area round the back has been freshly tarmacced in the last few weeks. Before this took place she made it abundantly clear to me that I wasn't allowed to do "car maintenance" round there - in her words this includes "oil changing, wheel changing, anything...". She subsequently reminded me before the tarmac was laid, when I was cleaning my car out there, that "once the tarmac has been laid you'll only be able to clean your car and not do any maintenance" because she doesn't want "anyone making a mess". Oil changing, hmm fair enough, but wheel changing....? Whatever...
But today takes the biscuit! I was out the back washing my car, when she comes out in a right flap, telling me "you're not allowed to wash your car round here any more!". I pointed out that she specifically said I would "only" be allowed to wash the car. But no - now that the tarmac is down she doesn't want any "mess".
I'm a very patient man (my girlfriend had already given up speaking to her a couple of months ago) but at this point I ended up just shouting at the old bat, pointed out that she said exactly the opposite a couple of weeks ago and that she should "make her mind up". She told me to finish what I was doing and then not do it again...
The big question is, when it rains, how are we ever going to protect the tarmac from all this "mess" falling from the sky?!
She may be a little old lady, but she absolutely does my head in!!

Sorry that was such a long one but as you can tell it's been simmering away for a while!
Oh my God. How wrong were we! We are one of three flats on the ground floor, and the little old lady in number 1 is an absolute bloody nightmare. She's single, retired, and a 'director of the residents' association'. As she doesn't have a job (not even just helping out with the WI or at the Oxfam shop or anything old lady-ish like that), the residents' association is evidently her life. And as such she takes it upon herself to ensure its rules are rigorously enforced at all times.
After living here for a couple of weeks, I washed my car out in the street. The main entrance is round the back, but we have a patio door and a few feet of grass between our living room and a 2-foot high wall between us and the road (quiet with residents permit parking). I thought it'd be quite reasonable to fill up my bucket in the flat, go out the patio door, hop over the wall and wash the car in the street. No! She appears out of nowhere and asks "can you do me a little favour please and not jump over the wall". First complaint of many, although I wasn't to know at the time... She suggested next time I just take it round the back to the garage area (with the big 'no parking' sign - our flat doesn't have a garage although some others do), and as a bonus use the communal hosepipe. Fair enough then - but a bit ridiculous about jumping over the wall...
Next one, as we washed our clothes in preparation for going off on holiday back in April, we hung them out in the sun on our patio to dry quickly so we could get them packed. Up she pops again, telling us it's against the rules to hang washing out and could we take it in straight away please. Give me a break... who actually cares??
On another occasion, we planned to have a barbecue, just the two of us, on our patio. We thought we'd check with our landlord about smoke etc, and he said it should be fine and maybe just check with the neighbours in case it bothers anyone. So we popped a note through every door to that effect a few hours before, and had no comments - except of course from her, who pops up to say "thanks for the note, actually we're not allowed barbecues because of our public liability insurance, and nobody round here really has barbecues anyway". For Christ's sake...
On other occasions I've also been told off for walking across the communal grass outside - walking the length of it so as not to jump over the aforementioned wall, even though I park directly opposite our window, the entrance from the street is at her end of the grass - because I have to go past her window and it invades her privacy. Apparently because nobody walks past people's balconies on the upper floors she shouldn't have to put up with it down here, despite it being a communal lawn... Could I "keep it to a minimum please" she says.
By the same token, she's once intercepted our Tesco delivery man before he could even get out of his van to tell him not to walk across the grass and to please go round the back.
Now the garage area round the back has been freshly tarmacced in the last few weeks. Before this took place she made it abundantly clear to me that I wasn't allowed to do "car maintenance" round there - in her words this includes "oil changing, wheel changing, anything...". She subsequently reminded me before the tarmac was laid, when I was cleaning my car out there, that "once the tarmac has been laid you'll only be able to clean your car and not do any maintenance" because she doesn't want "anyone making a mess". Oil changing, hmm fair enough, but wheel changing....? Whatever...
But today takes the biscuit! I was out the back washing my car, when she comes out in a right flap, telling me "you're not allowed to wash your car round here any more!". I pointed out that she specifically said I would "only" be allowed to wash the car. But no - now that the tarmac is down she doesn't want any "mess".
I'm a very patient man (my girlfriend had already given up speaking to her a couple of months ago) but at this point I ended up just shouting at the old bat, pointed out that she said exactly the opposite a couple of weeks ago and that she should "make her mind up". She told me to finish what I was doing and then not do it again...
The big question is, when it rains, how are we ever going to protect the tarmac from all this "mess" falling from the sky?!
She may be a little old lady, but she absolutely does my head in!!
Sorry that was such a long one but as you can tell it's been simmering away for a while!