How to confuse your neighbours
I live in an area where I am surrounded by Pakistani neighbours. On my stretch of the street there are just a few large extended families in a number of small terraced houses like mine.

My living arrangements have obviously been a source of puzzlement to them for some time now, and my next door neighbour came right out and asked me which of the two men in my house was my husband.

I explained that one is my lodger and the other is my boyfriend, but she still appeared to be very confused about the whole business.

She is very nice though - after my recent birthday bash which involved lots of people playing music live in the garden until silly o'clock I apologised for the noise. She just said she really enjoyed the music.
(misspiggy In danger of having to get a job, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 14:26, 6 replies)

Me Too!
My neighbours are Indian, and they are ace. At least twice a week we get a on knock on the door and a plate of food delivered to us from the the elder woman of the house. She cannot speak a word of english so a strange kind of nodding of heads and thank yous ensues.

Food can vary. MAinly its a scorchingly hot rice based dish...and also sweet rice too, with spring rolls, pakora's etc. Other times Ive been given chicken nuggets and potato waffles!! Good times :)
(never-right -getting it wrong since '78, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 14:35, closed)

Lucky you!
I get the delicious smells but not the food.
(misspiggy In danger of having to get a job, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 14:48, closed)

I Know
They have a knack of timing it just after we have eaten tea tho! Ends up as work related snackage :)
(never-right -getting it wrong since '78, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 15:01, closed)

Lucky you
My asian "nieghbours live on the corner opposite me, park their 3 cars outside my house and delve mindlessly through my bin trying to see what they can find.

Sometimes I really wouldn't mind if they fell into their curry based snacks and choked.

Dont get me wrong, some people are as cool as anything, its just these particular fuckers make a habit of it, so much so that they are now attempting to take our bin every week and swap it with their own.

How messed up do people of the asian persuasion have to be, really? :(
( Kyazrael Juan, two, three, floor?, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 15:52, closed)

As messed up
as people of any other race or ethnicity.
(Toucan - http://www.titmonday.com, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 16:48, closed)

Sounds a little like Zaf
During my time in as a student in York, I was fortunate enough to live on Heslington Road.
For those of you unfamiliar with student housing in York (which, at a quick guess would probably be most of you), the reason why this was such a good thing was that Hes Road was (and still is, I presume) equidistant from campus and town but also on the route from campus to town - you couldn't get a better piece of student real-estate if you tried.

On one side of this house was a gent named Zaf and his family.
Zaf owned the takeaway on the other side of the road and was also a local property magnate.
Indeed, he was listed in the uni news-rag as being one of the top ten most influential people within the small, bubble-like universe that is university life - in part because of the number of student houses he owned but also because he was the purveyor of top-quality curries.

Apparently the people previous to us had had a house party which had ended abruptly at about 3 or 4am when Zaf appeared at the front door with something resembling a piece of 2x4 with a nail through it.
However, a couple of my housemates got talking to him not too long after moving in and he said he didn't mind us having parties, no matter how loud or late they went on (though he'd appreciate some prior-warning), his reaction previously having been due to an inebriate damaging his property, which he put a considerable amount of time and effort into renovating and was understandably rather proud and protective of.

And he was true to his word, we had our parties (not a huge number but a reasonable amount) and there was nary a complaint.
Even better, we'd occasionally get free food! Zaf's chicken tikka wraps were the greatest dish to end a night of drinking with, the man was a genius to have invented them...
(Pope Jamiroquai III, Sat 3 Oct 2009, 1:54, closed)