Oh Poo! - Monday 21.6.10

Came home today and this was outside our gate.

I added the COCKTAIL BROLLY! 

JOLLY BROLLY.

Who lets their dog do that; on a pavement; near a gateway?

A TOTAL MORON. 

I wrote a little message on the brolly before I stuck it in the poo.

I hope the owner of the dog got a look at it, because the next day ... 

THE BROLLY WAS GONE!!????

Who the hell nicks anything from a pile of poo?

A MORON!

FUNNY OLD WORLD.

PS. Monday 28.6.10.  It's been a week of unrelenting sun. The brolly may have gone on day 2 of poo, but the poo pile is still out there, dusty and dry. HMMM lovely. Thank you once again, you total moron.

All Fur Coat And No Knickers! - Friday 11th June 2010

Two new houses have been built in Uley, right on the edge of the Millennium Green. 

They're not at all attractive, in fact quite timid designs really. But that's not what's so annoying. No, the thing that annoyed me was the size of the larger house. It's too big, squatting like a big, old Brahma hen amongst a flock of Bantams. Looks ridiculous. 

Also looks  as if they ran out of roof tiles, there's a definite mismatch there. 

The real horror here is, a house that should be on at least a third of an acre, has been squashed onto a TINY PLOT. Losing the garden area allowed enough space to SQUEEZE  in another house. Again, no room for a garden. And all this in what was a garden.

Grand houses in pauper sized gardens. Reminds me of  SANDBANKS in Dorset, all lined up, cheek by jowl along  the sea shore. Can't wait for all the rest of the houses along the edge of the Millennium Green to develop their gardens, so that we have a solid run of houses to admire as we stroll around the flower meadow. 

ALL FUR COAT AND NO KNICKERS

The Passage To India

I love The Passage To India, best curry in the area, and despite a member of their staff telling off my loved up friends for KISSING in the restaurant, it still rates with me.

SO WHY A SLOT IN WHINGER?

This is why:

Last weekend these leaflets were thrown into our garden. This is a common occurrence, happening most weekends to the houses at this end of  Nailsworth.  It's irritating. Those of us on the receiving end of this delinquency, tidy up and have done with it.
We're a long suffering bunch. 

However, it's getting silly, and is wasteful, and messy, and must be costing The Passage To India money to replace them. 


They probably think people are keen to have them and, as a result, top them up with more, as demand for them  appears to be increasing. I called in earlier this week to let them know what was going on and to suggest they put less out in future.

Today it was my neighbour's turn.

It was good to see less than usual, but ....

let's be frank: this is a mess.

I let The Passage To India know and a chap I'd seen before came to my neighbours. He refused to walk the few feet to my place. We discussed where to go with this in the future. He seemed to feel it wasn't really his problem.

Quite right  Passage To India,

 IT'S OUR PROBLEM

He went back to The Passage To India.

I  scooped up both lots of leaflets and returned them to the restaurant. In future I will do this every time this happens.

I AM, IN NO WAY, A LITTLE WOMAN - DON'T FEEL IT PLEASES ME TO BE PATRONIZED.


PS. Monday 28.6.10.  No more leaflets have been left out by The Passage To India since my whinge. It's made a great difference to the quality of my days off. Thank you, I am truly chuffed.