I heartily endorse psychological warfare - we moved from a nice neighbourhood a couple of years ago for two reasons. The first was to get a bigger house for less money, but it was prompted by utter scabby arseholes moving in next door who would happily watch their young brats set fire to our fence, throw stones at the cars in the street and generally piss folks off.

Late night taxis are fun. As well as the aforementioned pizza delivery and manure delivery from local gardening suppliers

Apparently.