Yeah, we live in a row of terraced houses on one of our town's high streets - a mixture of residential & businesses (it's the oldest part of this town, more or less). All with small front gardens with short stone walls around but for the gate. Owing to a dearth of rubbish bins along the street (until you get further down street near Morrisons area) & general carelessness - our front gardens become the receptacles for takeaway containers, sweet & crisp wrappers, cig butts, gum wrappers, etc...
It's pretty quiet most nights except Fridays & Saturdays when the pubs let out (it's a suburban town, not Leeds city centre). And we have regular PCSO foot patrols.
We had a great laugh yesterday walking down the street, as we noticed the neighbour at the far end of our line of 8 terraced homes (on that particular group of 4 houses, they have gardens that are sunken below street level) has put a trampoline in their garden, which takes up pretty much the whole of the tiny garden - with only enough room (more or less) for them to get from the street to their door. I said to DH - oh look! Maybe we should put a trampoline like that in our garden - it would take up all our garden space & voilà - no more gardening for us!
He said - oh yeah, so then we'll get the drunks bouncing on our trampoline after hours & then hammering on our bedroom windows while they bounce up!
![Laugh4 [smiley=laugh4.gif]](https://www.talk.uk-yankee.com/Smileys/classic/laugh4.gif)
We have had a traffic cone chucked in the garden after someone first tried it on for a hat (we saw them out the window & they saw us), people stomping up & down our ginnel - we have the end terrace, sometimes knocking & then running away... We've had people urinate in the ginnel before (not often thank goodness!) - more than ever, that's when I wanted to be up in the loft with a bucket or kettle of water to chuck out the window - but how would you time such a thing?

Ah, life in a small town...

ETA: A week or two ago in the night, I heard a group of people walking down the street & chatting about the neighbourhood in general. Well it must have been one of the neighbours around us somewhere, because when they passed our house, I heard one say - Americans are living there. I think DH would have been simply thrilled to hear that his nationality has now been cancelled out by mine.
