My parents barn.
Originally there was my grandads house, and essentially three barns. As part of dividing the estate after his death it was split as house + some land. Barn 1 (ours) with planning permission + some land, barn 2 with planning permission + some land, barn 3 (Romney hut) no planning - agricultural use plus the rest of the land.
Boundaries set by the estate agent. House sold with its land. My mum decided to keep barn 1 so effectively bought her brother out. Barn 2 plus the Romney hut plus the farm land sold to a local farmer. All fine.
Farmer decides the barns don’t fit with his plans. Decides to sell. All borders still marked with the original estate agents posts. Twin sisters buy barn 2 with its bit of land. They then decide they don’t like the idea of tractors driving past their house
so eventually the farmer sells them the Romney hut, and a little more land at a ridiculous price. Fair enough, good on him in fact.Anyway, time goes on. For some reason there’s a souring of relations between ‘us’ and the twins. No idea how it started, I don’t remember a specific incident, we were letting them use our land / driveway to access their property on the understanding that it was until they had sorted their own access off the road.
Eventually they construct an access, we arrive a couple of days later and find a pile of earth at the end of our drive and a row of conifers planted. No warning, discussion, conversation, courtesy correspondence. Ok, fair enough, their land, do what they like.
From then on, every time we leave, the boundary posts get moved, random heath robinson posts, bits of string, ‘view blockers’ (for want of a better description) get put up, heaps of dirt moved.
My mum paid for the estate agent to come and measure the boundaries, correct or verify that things were where they were supposed to be. The twins were offered various dates so they could attend. They agreed on one. An hour before the agent turned up on that day they said they couldn’t make it ( despite living there in a static caravan..)
Visit went ahead, measurements verified, letters sent to both parties stating the marker posts were correct and not to be moved.
Ever since there has been a daft battle with things getting moved constantly. She (lead twin) has all the time in the world, we cannot be there all the time to monitor things, and shouldn’t have to.
We’re not talking masses of land here. Just 6-8 inches or so at a time. Probably seems very petty, but a border should be a border, once set it should stay there.
Thankfully my dad concreted in one of the original posts so it’s very clear to see when the other stakes have all been stepped in from this.
Just wondering how this can be resolved, or at least how we can get her to stop moving and messing around with our things, I just don’t know what the next steps should be to stop it being a silly tittle tattle dispute which runs on for years.
