The most exciting neighbour I have ever had was when I moved into a flat on my own and there was an old woman who lived in the flat next to me. For the first week she would trim the little patch of grass outside of my front door with scissors and then I forgot to put my bin out and she had done it for me and was very chatty. But then by the weekend and DH (then only my boyfriend) stayed the weekend and I suddenly became a hussy who let a man sleep overnight who wasn't worth putting the bin out for LOL. She even stopped butting my little patch of grass and I never spoke a single word to her again for the rest of the time I lived there LOL. Oh and there were the people across the road who would let their under-school aged kids play outside at night till nearly midnight, but they weren't hellish as much as it was just sad. Poor little kids. Even in winter they would be outside but they seemed to enjoy it because they always sounded like they were having fun and laughing all the time.