Neighbor trouble, contemplation and dilemma

Hey guys. Back with another problem. Characters are: James (my grandfather), me and neighbor we will call Karen. So I live with my grandfather. I've been living with him since I was 18, im 21 now. My grandfather moved into an apartment complex when construction on it was completed and he really likes it here, even though it consists of both senior citizens and younger citizens with lots of children that run around outside daily. He's made lots of friends, including maintenence workers and office workers before they quit working and new management took over. For a long time, he hadn't dealt with any problems as he lived on the top floor of the two floor building known as the main building. He had to get surgery on his spinal cord when I was 17 and his doctor recommended he be moved in to a downstairs apartment. A lot of stairs have to be endured just to get to the top floor as there is no elevator. Since he lives downstairs, he has a sliding glass door that he uses to go in and out of the apartment. Backstory done. On to problem. So about a year ago after new management took over running the complex, Karen moves in. She has a lot of potted plants sitting on the railing of her balcony, as well as some suspended from hooks and two or three big potted plants sitting on balcony. She even has a cat that walks around on the balcony frequently. Everyone else at the apartment complex I and my grandfather live at do not have plants of any kind outside as supposedly they are not allowed or something. (I'm not 100% sure but I do know no one else has potted plants on their balcony or anything like that). About a month or so ago, my grandfather was walking out of the house and one of Karen's plants on the balcony railing fell off and almost hit him in the head, where he also had surgery on. He immediately went to the office to report it. From what he told me, they brushed it off as nothing. A couple days later, bees started gathering near the house, preventing me or my grandfather from using the balcony door. Early in the mornings before the bees came around, my grandfather would go to McDonald's to get his senior coffee and would sit on the balcony and watch YouTube videos on his phone. (He will be turning 74 on halloween btw). He went back to the office to report it. Brushed off again. About 3 weeks after, a bad storm hits. Dangerous tornado touches down, lots of wind. Everything. I like standing outside watching storms (don't worry, I do it safely and it's kind of a hobby for me). As I was watching the trees shake from lots of wind, I see dark clouds forming and I step to the side to look at them. I hear something crash to the ground in the spot I stood in a minute before: Another one of Karen's balcony railing plants. (Office again brushed it off) Fast forward to today: (Side note, I have asthma and sometimes attacks get bad). My grandfather came into the house after his mcdonald's run (which he now goes to the park for because he doesn't feel safe sitting outside) and tells me to look out the window. To my shock, five or six big hornets have started flying around the balcony. It's a big risk for me, him, as well as guests we have come by (like his nurse or therapy or cleaning person or family. He is a Vietnam vet and gets services through the va. Some of which require people to come in to the house.) I told him it's maybe time to raise the stakes and get his lawyer involved because we both fear one day, things are gonna get bad as in one of us gets hurt. Any ideas on what to do?

Hey-hey! As you're now a regular - would you mind if I nickname you Kass? Here we go, then... "Hey guys. Back with another problem. Characters are: James (my grandfather), me and neighbor we will call Karen." Karen. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Say no more and cheers for the spoiler! :D Oh, no, I can't stop now - OW... Haha - brilliant! If you're wondering why I'm in fits of laughter, it's because it'd be like this: ...and my boyfriend, whom we'll call, Monster. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I think I've pulled my tummy, haha!! (Thank God I don't hve neighbours!) Hah....phewwww - okay.... Sorry about that but it was your fault for being too funny. :D (Narc piss-take joke btw). Right - Serious Hat Back on.... "So I live with my grandfather. I've been living with him since I was 18, im 21 now." Okay - three years... (I'm good, aren't I! Hahahaha!) Right - Serious Hat on harder... "My grandfather moved into an apartment complex when construction on it was completed and he really likes it here, even though it consists of both senior citizens and younger citizens with lots of children that run around outside daily." Yes, a lot of elderly (non-grumpy) types LIKE that - hearing kids playing in the playground... "He's made lots of friends," Noted. :) " including maintenence workers and office workers before they quit working and new management took over." Huh? Sorry, I don't get this? That work WHERE - in his building? I'm going to assume, yes. And then new management took over and they were however-much stinky, hence the nice workers quit. Let's see... "For a long time, he hadn't dealt with any problems as he lived on the top floor of the two floor building known as the main building. He had to get surgery on his spinal cord when I was 17 and his doctor recommended he be moved in to a downstairs apartment." Righto... "A lot of stairs have to be endured just to get to the top floor as there is no elevator." Well, that's a No-No, then, isn't it. "Since he lives downstairs, he has a sliding glass door that he uses to go in and out of the apartment." Excellent - Happy Ending. :) "Backstory done. On to problem." Ah! "So about a year ago after new management took over running the complex, Karen moves in. She has a lot of potted plants sitting on the railing of her balcony, as well as some suspended from hooks and two or three big potted plants sitting on balcony. She even has a cat that walks around on the balcony frequently." Okay... "Everyone else at the apartment complex I and my grandfather live at do not have plants of any kind outside as supposedly they are not allowed or something. (I'm not 100% sure but I do know no one else has potted plants on their balcony or anything like that)." Well, it might be an idea to find out for sure if any of you are thinking of taking her to task over them for whatever reason? I supposse the fact it's higher-up is a clue... (Are you lot getting watered on your heads, maybe?) "About a month or so ago, my grandfather was walking out of the house and one of Karen's plants on the balcony railing fell off and almost hit him in the head, where he also had surgery on." WOAH! THAT got rid of my giggles?!! WOAH! NO-NO-NO-NO-*NO*! JEEZUZ - can you imagine? Silly woman could be up for Manslaughter! Let alone be spat out as a tenant for breaking a rule? "He immediately went to the office to report it." Of course! "From what he told me, they brushed it off as nothing." Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat... Well. They CAN'T! You could report them to Building Regulations or whatever. They have to take measures or stop her if it's against the rules (or is that the old rules)? Unless you've explained below - how did that happen if they have hooks? Aren't the hooks 'grabby' enough? "A couple days later, bees started gathering near the house, preventing me or my grandfather from using the balcony door. Early in the mornings before the bees came around, my grandfather would go to McDonald's to get his senior coffee and would sit on the balcony and watch YouTube videos on his phone. (He will be turning 74 on halloween btw)." I can see why you call her Karen. Only what SHE wants, matters! "He went back to the office to report it. Brushed off again." Well, they're setting themselves up for a court case at this rate! "About 3 weeks after, a bad storm hits. Dangerous tornado touches down, lots of wind. Everything." Whereabouts are you? "I like standing outside watching storms (don't worry, I do it safely and it's kind of a hobby for me)." Me too, and ditto (rubber-soled shoes)! They're BBBBBBBBBBBBIG! here (Spain). Way better than any fireworks display. "As I was watching the trees shake from lots of wind, I see dark clouds forming and I step to the side to look at them. I hear something crash to the ground in the spot I stood in a minute before: Another one of Karen's balcony railing plants. (Office again brushed it off)" WHAT THE SERIOUS WHAT?! That sounds a bit coincidental, doesn't it! Is this woman dangerous? She sounds it... This sounds like harrassment in return for your (and your grandad) having reported her (they obviously told her who complained - stupid, insensitive idiots!) "Fast forward to today: (Side note, I have asthma and sometimes attacks get bad)." I'm not fecking surprised! "My grandfather came into the house after his mcdonald's run (which he now goes to the park for because he doesn't feel safe sitting outside) and tells me to look out the window. To my shock, five or six big hornets have started flying around the balcony." Looking to find a nest to hibernate in. Just for this bit: Can you and your grandfather go to your local garden centre or such and get an assistant's help with buying a big can of, in their expert opinion, the best Wasp and Hornet spray? I can't remember what it's called, but mine was a long, Yellow can which had a jet-spray with a reach of at least 10 feet, meaning, I didn't even have to get remotely close to them (they were trying it at mine, last Autumn). "It's a big risk for me, him, as well as guests we have come by (like his nurse or therapy or cleaning person or family. He is a Vietnam vet and gets services through the va. Some of which require people to come in to the house.)" Yes, the principle still stands. The woman is wholly selfish and spoilt-baby, including pettily yet potentially dangerously or lethally vengeful. (Ask the garden centre what other sprays they do!) (WE wish!) Oh, your poor things... "I told him it's maybe time to raise the stakes and get his lawyer involved because we both fear one day, things are gonna get bad as in one of us gets hurt." YES. Problem solved byyyyyyyy - You! :) "Any ideas on what to do?" Yeah - that one! :)))) DEFINITELY. You don't want to fart around nor take chances. Woman sounds like a total loon! (There's always bloody one, isn't there...that spoils everything for the rest of us.) The alternative is for him to move abode.

What does his Tenancy Agreement/Contract actually say about things that could (well lookie here!) fall from balconies and cause death or injury ergo musn't be instated? And what does it say generally regarding Healthy & Safety-type Maintenance (to keep the place safe for their tenants, no falling masonry and such)? Did the new company issue him with a new contract? If not, the old rules stand - legally.

And then you have Tenant's Rights in the mix - so check those out too and reportez back vous. :)

Another suggesstion (cheaper) would be to buy good quality umbrellas - or cycling helmets - that you wear going in and out or when sat/stood under her balcony. If she gets no reaction, she'll soon stop and pick on someone else - you watch. There again - would you WANT 'to watch'? That would be just as sickening. Nah. Go get her, Batwoman.

Hey Kassandra, how's you (and grandpops)? Do you have any update for us?