This week’s Hump Day Hmm… is all about being a good neighbour. I am quite lucky to live in an area where all of our neighbours are good, apart from the odd bit of noise.
In the past, however, the story was slightly different – we live close to a bar, and before some circumstances changed, we would have issues with their patrons using our driveway to turn around in. We also would hear their music on the weekends quite regularly – I think that they must have been told to close the doors or something so that they weren’t providing the whole neighbourhood with a drumbeat. 😉
On the other side of us, we have a group of folks who just like to keep to themselves, including ourselves. One of our neighbours is so good at it that nobody – not even the people living directly across the road from them – knows who they are (they also don’t have a name on the mailbox); all we do know is that they put up a teepee from time to time and have a small and quiet gathering there.
Generally, the most noise generated by the neighbours comes from them running small engines – lawnmowers, dirtbikes and ATVs – the last two in particular can get somewhat annoying when they’re run for hours at a time. However, we take it in stride and don’t let it bother us too much. The same goes for the fireworks that get done around the 4th of July; normally, we will go out and enjoy the show. 🙂
The noisiest neighbour, however, is one that I barely notice because I have lived her all of my life – the trains. They’ve been running through the same place they always have been for well over 150 years without fail. The biggest change since then (with regard to noise) has been the fact that they stopped using their horns about 4 years ago when they took away the level crossings that they had to signal for.
Interestingly, it was the trains that got me into two of my favourite hobbies – radio monitoring and photography. The radio hobby came as a part of a box that they put in about ten years ago that tells the crews the status of their train – number of axles, if there are any faults, et cetera. With the photography, I wasn’t as interested in taking photos of trains until around 2000 when we got a video camera, and then I started to take more photos of trains. They’ve always been a fascination for me, especially considering that I’ve seen representatives from all the major railroads go through.
Thinking back to college, I was also fortunate then to have some decent neighbours – they rarely were overbearingly loud – you would have to expect some noise since it was a dorm, and since I was in a quad with 5 people in it my first year, we had enough noise on our own to suffice. Also, where I was living was almost off campus, in fact, across the street could have been considered “off-campus”, with a slightly higher sales tax than on campus. The folks that lived over there were just as quiet as the neighbours here, if not more quiet.
As far as any advice I’d have to be a good neighbour, I’d say that if you’re holding a party, let the folks around you know, that way they can prepare – they might even let your guests use their land to park on if needed. Also, try to get to know your neighbours – you never know if they might be necessary to help you with a project or in an emergency.
A couple of notes – No, I’ve never seen the show that the title came from – we don’t have it on TV here (not that I’d watch it anyway), and Yes, I know that since I’m an American, I should spell neighbour without the u – just deal with it. 😉