Not a good morning - Venting

Earlier, I happened to spot a letter from my local council, which had got stuck in my letterbox.

The letter was from the housing officer, stating that she had received concerns that my garden is becoming very overgrown, and affecting the fence line separating my garden from my next-door neighbour's.

In addition to stating the fence is my responsibility, the letter helpfully explains that all gardening assistance schemes have been withdrawn and that there is no help available to clear and maintain gardens for any tenants. In other words, if I am unable to tackle my own garden, then it's a matter of paying for someone else to do it. Either way, the housing officer will visit NEXT FRIDAY (25th) to inspect the progress of my garden clearance, and agree on a timescale for completion.

The most frustrating thing of all is that I know how much of an eyesore my garden is. If it wasn't for the fact that my physical and mental health issues have had a tendency to throw a spanner in the works, I would have been putting my array of gardening tools to use long ago, and not allowed my garden to get into such an overgrown state.

My next-door neighbour and I have always had a good relationship, so I don't believe that she was behind the complaint. If she did have any concerns, I feel sure she would discuss them with me amicably first. However, I do feel it quite possible that the neighbours living next-door to my immediate neighbour are probably responsible. Rather than attempting to calmly discuss concerns with neighbours, it seems their preferred approach is to go straight to the council and make a complaint.

Anyway, having previously been in rather a good mood, the same cannot be said now.


Edited to add:

Some months ago it came to light that my local council had referred itself to the Regulator of Social Housing, after data on safety checks in homes was found to be missing. As a result of this, my council has been using the services of a building surveyor firm to undertake stock condition surveys of council homes.

My next-door neighbour informed me a short while ago that during a recent inspection of her home, she now fears she had put her foot in it. She had been asked if the fence between our gardens was hers. She had said it wasn't. For the record, I think the fence dates back to when my home had been built, possibly back in the 1960s. When I moved into my home more than 20 years ago, the fence was in a dire state and falling apart then.

Anyway, when the surveyor had been inspecting my next-door neighbour's home, he had obviously seen the state of my garden and mentioned it to the council. Knowing that none of my neighbours had made a complaint has helped to calm me down a little. I feel guilty enough about the state of it, as it is.

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  • Hi, is there help you can get for your garden with the health scheme if you're not physically able to do it yourself if you got a disability? My Gran used this scheme to get help with her own gardenStuck out tongue closed eyese because it started to look like a jungleStuck out tongue closed eyes

    If I was close enough I'd give you a hand with your garden,I live in Cornwall though, so unless we're secretly neighbours. But if you are within ten miles I could do it let me know, genuine offer Slight smile

  • Sadly, I don't think so. I guess I will find out when the Housing Officer visits next Friday.

    If you did live close enough for us to be neighbours, I feel it likely that you would take one look and think, "Nope! I'm outta here!" Laughing

    It is no exaggeration when I say that what I am probably in need of is one of those garden diggers that look like smaller versions of JCBs, along with a garden shredder.

    Somewhere in my garden, I have a lawn of sorts. It's hidden within a jungle of overgrown brambles, unwanted overgrown shrubs, and unwanted trees (Oak trees, I think) that self-seed and sprout up all over my garden.

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  • Sadly, I don't think so. I guess I will find out when the Housing Officer visits next Friday.

    If you did live close enough for us to be neighbours, I feel it likely that you would take one look and think, "Nope! I'm outta here!" Laughing

    It is no exaggeration when I say that what I am probably in need of is one of those garden diggers that look like smaller versions of JCBs, along with a garden shredder.

    Somewhere in my garden, I have a lawn of sorts. It's hidden within a jungle of overgrown brambles, unwanted overgrown shrubs, and unwanted trees (Oak trees, I think) that self-seed and sprout up all over my garden.

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