Neighbours from Hull..
I used to live in an old farmhouse converted into 6 flats in which lived:
An apparently straight guy who, when his girlfriend went home would pick up young men, lure them in for cold baked beans out of the can and make rumpty to the sound of Lady in Red.
One-balled Jim who got dumped every month by his shrew of a GF and always played Can't live if living is without you, over and over and over.. at least he did until we all clubbed together and bought him 4 boxes of paracetamol and a bottle of Vodka.
Me, at the time single rocky-chick with 200 house plants (all dead now).
A pair of Jehova's Witnesses above me who posted God bothering leaflets through my door weekly - I didn't help by paying All along the Watchtower at full blast.
And finally - a care in the community patient who liked to stab people in the head with a vegetable peeler, oh how we used to laugh as we washed the blood off the walls.
Amazing but living with a toddler and a husband into Heavy Metal seems really peaceful compared to the old days.
( Ethel Le Crisp, Tue 30 Aug 2005, 16:22, Reply)