I have a cockney family next door. We share a ginnel but my house isn't attached. So there's the old gel, the old boy a son about 20 and I think a daughter who doesn't live there. The old gel is pleasant but talks too loud. My other neighbours on my semi detached are scruffs. A bloke I've seen once in the year I've been here who won't leave the house cos of covid and his Mrs who has green teeth, specs like Olive on the buses and talks nicely to her dogs when she let's them on to her overgrown garden to shit (never walks them) and reverts to screaming, laughing and swearing when shes back indoors. A fucking pair of cranks they are. Back to the cockneys, they have two dogs. One of which, a pomeranian that yaps all the time. I can't stand the noise. There's a horsey woman across the road who drives a transit van who is fit in that way a woman who cam look good in wellies and jodhpurs. There's a HMO opposite me.I keep hearing about loneliness and people not knowing their neighbour and I am confused - why don't /can't people speak to other people and build a relationship ?
If I'm honest I wouldn't know how to smalltalk with my neighbours so avoid doing it.
Were they from Dundee? :-)Am friendly enough with immediate neighbours. Maybe 50% of households within a couple of hundred yard. Friendly means that they know we would help if in trouble and vice versa. Absolutely no socialising though. Doesn’t help living in a dormitory town for Edinburgh. East coast Scots are a pretty reserved bunch. We once made friends with next door. Played squash with Mr and Mrs socialised. Turns out they were fruitcakeS. Once bitten twice shy.
Am friendly enough with immediate neighbours. Maybe 50% of households within a couple of hundred yard. Friendly means that they know we would help if in trouble and vice versa. Absolutely no socialising though. Doesn’t help living in a dormitory town for Edinburgh. East coast Scots are a pretty reserved bunch. We once made friends with next door. Played squash with Mr and Mrs socialised. Turns out they were fruitcakeS. Once bitten twice shy.
My cousin lives in N Berwick and knows loads of people. Helps he's right on the beach but every time we go there there appears to be a good social scene going on.