When we first moved to Balaclava in the early nineties, we parked in front of our house, well one of us did, the other parked in front of out carless neighbours house. We quickly got to know the parking rules for the street. You respect the neighbours front of their house as their parking space. I suppose the rot started with us, arriving with two cars and one single front house.
Then the yuppies moved in and all parking rules went by the wayside. By the time we left, we were lucky if we could get a parking space in the street at all.
It sounds like Daniel's street is now going through this adjustment period.