How were they obnoxious? And how did you get rid of them? I'm asking purely for research purposes. For my writing, of course (not because I have nasty neighbors I'd like to be shed of).
Answering the second question first - their tenancy ran out on the rental, and I think they've got work elsewhere, plus of the four of them that were living there, in the end only one of them was working so I suspect they have moved to a lower price bracket. There were two adults, roughly in their forties and they are grandparents, and two youngsters in their late teens / early twenties.
Obnoxiousnous? (Bad spelling, sorry).
Loud music - up to 18 hours a day at one point - resonating through the house, when I complained they took it outside, which I decided was more democratic as it annoyed everyone else as well, anglo-saxon language use.
Now you might imagine it was the teenagers. Ah, no, it was the parents. The kids were really nice, uber polite and very friendly. So I'm getting the Who and Smokey Robinson and Motown's greatest hits and rock music that I absolutely love and grew up with, at all hours and at tremendous volume. I am all for resonating bass and Nicky Hopkins piano playing on those Who records, but quite frankly, it was awful. It got even worse when they got karaoke, because none of them could sing anywhere near a note on the human scale. When they took it outside we all got Moron FM, the local 60's radio pap station from hell.
The lady of the house (I use the term in it's loosest sense) seemed to spend a large part of her time drinking, watching soccer and swearing, somewhere along the lines of "what the bleeping hell do you think you're bleeping doing with that bleeping thing." I hope you get the gist, I don't like to swear, there are too many other useful words in the lexicon.
They never introduced themselves when they moved in and made no effort to get to know us at all. Once we figured out what they were like, we made zero effort likewise. We don't smoke but we would find discarded cigarette butts and packets on our front garden, that could have only come from someone throwing then over the hedge as they walked down the front path to their door.
A sheer total lack of consideration and gratitude for one's environment and the people and things in it. I have never seen such uncivil people and I grew up in a fairly awful place. The thing that scares me the most about them is that, I could have become that. This is a possible career path that I never took.
Does that help?