It all started over parking !
Funny, but what occurred between my neighbours is serious and ongoing.
To set the scene, the building I live in is in two halves. One side is a 3 storey single property and my side is divided into three apartments. The two cats and I own the top apartment.
…. Pedro …
…. and their three children ….
…. live just below me. And the ground floor apartment is hardly used.
New neighbours from another country in Europe, (whom I will call NewN from now on) moved into the large half next door. I got on well with the husband, chatting in English. THEN one lunchtime I heard shouting. The NewN wife was screaming from her front balcony at Toni in the street to move Pedro’s car parked on the other side of the road of their house perfectly legally (no yellow lines and Pedro had parked his car there for years).
Toni said nothing. Returned to her apartment, got the keys and moved the car. Then Toni got into her car and drove off to pick up her kids from school. The NewN wife still shouting at the disappearing car. Other locals and I were shocked at the verbal abuse.
Pedro, upset, parked his car day after day in his usual spot across the road from the NewN home. The wife or husband never spoke to Pedro. The wife concentrated on Toni and her children, even frightening Ariadne by screaming out of the NewN window, “STUPIDO, UNEDUCATED !“, threatening Toni by saying, “You had better be careful when driving at night” and terrifying Liam who woke up crying at 04:30 by almighty banging on the concrete wall from the NewN half of the building. How awful !
The NewN had local Spanish builders working in their house from day one who are always desperate for money. The builders are the only local friends that NewN now have, socialising with them in the evenings. One morning yellow lines were painted on both sides of the road in front of their house.
This, of course, is illegal. No signs. No authority from the many different agencies overseeing this area just outside this Spanish village boundary.
Pedro parked his car butted up to the yellow line.
One morning, just before Christmas. Yes, just before Christmas ! We woke up to find ALL four of Pedro’s car tyres slashed.
I had had enough. I told one of the Spanish builders that the whole situation was really bad. He turned bright red, squirmed, but said nothing !
I then rung the NewN doorbell. The NewN wife came to the door. I told her that I knew that she had had the tyres slashed as she was the only person to ever be really nasty to this young family. “It wasn’t me. I don’t care !” slamming the door in my face.
Soon after, the recovery truck arrived. Luckily for Pedro the insurance paid for that, but not for the replacement tyres. €240 (about the same in US dollars). As I said, just before Christmas !
Spanish locals gathered to watch while the car was being winched onto the truck. THEN from her front balcony the NewN wife started screaming at Toni’s father ! Everyone was shocked, astounded by the ravings of this banshee, the father said nothing.
Later, the local police could do nothing about the tyres as nobody saw anything, but they did question the NewN wife over the verbal abuse, who said to police, “There is no problem. We are the best of friends with our neighbours. We are buddies !“. Oh boy !
Since that day the NewN have gone totally quiet. I even tried to say good morning to the NewN husband yesterday, but got the cold shoulder. So much for “Love thy neighbour as thyself !”.
I promise not to laugh when the NewN wife wearing only indoor clothes and a black plastic garbage bag on her head (Batman’s nun) is sweeping the street in the pouring rain.
I promise not to be brainwashed listening to the NewN wife playing her 8 note piano … the same scale, up and down, (nothing else !) for hours on end sometimes.
I promise ………. OMG, shoot me someone !
Ralph xox ❤
I know ! Not a lot of fun in this post. I hummed and haa’ed over whether I should publish it. In the end I decided that I should as it is life in my Spanish village. BTW, fun post next time 🙂
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