Hey! I think your neighbours must be related to mine! While I have 2 great
neighbours, and the other 2 I never see or hear, the last set we share a
fence with are just like yours. Along with what you've described about, they
clearly thing its appropriate to tune their Harley at 7am on weekends, to
have loud drunken parties all weekend, every weekend, with the guests
parking up & down our very narrow stree - often blocking our driveway and
swearing at us each time they see us venture from our house. They have also
have a pitbull (not illegal in Australia) that seems to want Fluffy's blood.
They've killed our lawn with weed poison and have complained several times
about 'our' mouse problem - apprantly we are so badly infested that the mice
are coming over to their yard and makes their dog muck up his carefully
designed garden. We have not seen one mouse in our yard or our house (the
whole estate is built on slab) in the three years we've been there and
surely if there were *any* mice at all Shmogg, master mouser, would have
snagged a few by now. The worst bit about them, though, is hearing their
arguments. He beats the crap out of the woman - I assume his partner- living
there.

I strongly suspect that they are what we know as "westies" from Sydney (drop
kicks, red-necks, Jerry Springer candidates, call 'em what you want) who
have suddenly come into money and discovered they can buy a whole house down
here rather than rent in Sydney. (not saying ours is a rich neighbourhood,
it certainly isn't, but most people struggle with their mortgage for the
first few years of home ownership - these guys moved in and within  a month
or two they had entirely renovated the place and, put in an extension and
landscaped the garden. They obviously *have* money, but their behaviour
strongly suggests that they didn't grow up with it). They entirely do not
fit into the neighbourhood, and *nobody* in the street likes them! As it is,
we've got to fence up part of our back yard so that the pitbull can't
terrify Fluffy through the shared fence - and all they said about their dog
was "yeah, he'll kill your dog easily". I really really hope they move.
Soon.

Sorry, pass the cheese.

Yowie

   Seanette, I'd dearly love to assist you in any way I can. However, and
trust me on this, bombs and missiles are really a bad idea for taking out
targets immediately overhead.
   My axiom was: always rent the highest unit in the building.  Better
plan, own the building.  Best solution: be the only resident.  We, as you
may know, are going through a considerable upheaval to get away from a
neighbor from hell.  So, you do have my sympathy.  If I had a simpler
solution, for sure I'd tell you what it was and use it myself.
   For whatever vicarious satisfaction you might gain from the knowledge,
my lawyer confirmed that I can compell him to remove his fence from our
property and shall so advise him this coming winter, when the ground is
frozen.  We're talking major bucks and hassle here ;-)  Hope my counting
coup on this end helps.
   Cheers,
Jack