DAWN NEESOM MIND OF MY OWN

The Woman's Own columnist has her say on loo roll, drinks and what's in your fridge

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NEIGHBOURS FROM HELL?

Summer really can bring out the best and worst in people

Summertime and the living is easy... unless you happen to have the neighbour from hell. Because while you can pretend they don’t exist during the long, cold, dark winter days (or September to May as I call it), when the sun is shining and the windows are flung open there’s literally no escape.

From noisy lawnmowers at 6am to boozy parties at midnight and pretty much everything in between, a quiet word over the garden fence or impaling your neighbour on it is a very fine line indeed. And unless the bloke next door is literally Count Dracula, a garden stake through his chest isn’t going to go down well with the local plod.