when i was living away in Liverpool as a student may years ago now i naturally lived in the cheapest most run down area that i could find for my money so that my beer fund wasnt affected too much, one year i moved into a terraced street with student friends where our terraced house was the only one of five on the street that were still inhabited out of about 30 houses, the rest were boarded up, derelict or burnt out.
on the street there was a middle aged couple a few doors down who were alcoholics and drug addicts, they always looked visibly ill, there clothes were always ripped or stained and when they realised students had moved into the street they were constantly trying to get into our house to either drink or steal whatever was in the house, they were succesfull on the first occasion as my girlfriend at that time thought they were friendly neighbours and let them in before realising they were nipping the toilet alot and trying to ransack all the rooms at the same time.
after calling the police on them this just made them hell bent on causing us as much inconvenience as possible, they threw rocks at our cars, if you left the house they started shouting every obscenity they could at you and we quickly realised that there wasnt much you could do to stop them as the police could lock them up on evry occasion but they would still live back at the address after it and were not bothered by the courts or prison.
after living there for a few months i woke up early one morning to the sound of police sirens, looked out of my bedroom window to see the male of this couple lying flat on his back in a pool of blood, i was told later that his partner had more or less gutted him and at the time i could see his stomach wound was huge and he had already died or passed out from the blood loss, while she got led away by the police a few minutes later still screaming at him as he lay on the floor. the street was alot quieter after that anyway.
on the street there was a middle aged couple a few doors down who were alcoholics and drug addicts, they always looked visibly ill, there clothes were always ripped or stained and when they realised students had moved into the street they were constantly trying to get into our house to either drink or steal whatever was in the house, they were succesfull on the first occasion as my girlfriend at that time thought they were friendly neighbours and let them in before realising they were nipping the toilet alot and trying to ransack all the rooms at the same time.
after calling the police on them this just made them hell bent on causing us as much inconvenience as possible, they threw rocks at our cars, if you left the house they started shouting every obscenity they could at you and we quickly realised that there wasnt much you could do to stop them as the police could lock them up on evry occasion but they would still live back at the address after it and were not bothered by the courts or prison.
after living there for a few months i woke up early one morning to the sound of police sirens, looked out of my bedroom window to see the male of this couple lying flat on his back in a pool of blood, i was told later that his partner had more or less gutted him and at the time i could see his stomach wound was huge and he had already died or passed out from the blood loss, while she got led away by the police a few minutes later still screaming at him as he lay on the floor. the street was alot quieter after that anyway.
I live besides a painter, who has his kids and his mom living there. A family with 3 little kids..wife is a theology teacher at a catholic HS and the husband works behind a desk fr some company. A lady across the street that does a bunch of fishing and has nice kids. Then a lady that is retired and use to work for the local office of education. Then there's my wife and I. Dental Assistant and me being a first grade teacher. That's pretty much the court I live on. Good place. Only thing I don't like is that we just kind of talk a bit and wave at times. I replaced my fence with the painter guy. Other than that, nobody is really "Friends", which I miss from when I was a kid. Block parties etc...