The hag then told me she had reported me to the council and she began taking photos!
After that she asked if I was prepared to compromise. I asked her how do you compromise with someone who reports you to the council after you have fed their cat for two weeks when they went on holiday, trespasses on your garden, assaults your new Blue Shed and then starts taking photos of you?
Bonkers I say! Stark, staring bonkers.
Looks like I'm heading for ASBO-Land. Am I bovvered?
CCTV going up tomorrow just in case they try something on. Pathetic!
God invented neighbours as some sort of evil, twisted punishment.
Breaking news...
Well as if Marmite, my favourite foodstuff hasn't had enough to contend with in recent months what with Denmark banning its sale, todays Indie says that US and Australian scientists have published research in 'Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences' indicating that us marmophiles may suffer from an addictive personality.
Well, ok I admit that I had two Ryvitas smothered in the stuff this morning, that I am sat here wearing a Marmite t-shirt as I type and pride of place in my conservatory goes to my Marmite mug and tea-pot but what a load of hogwash.
I can't wait for breakfast when I will be having Marmite on toast. (The REAL stuff not that goo that comes out of the squeezy bottle!)
Did chicken casserole for tea tonight with strawberries and cream for dessert. Mrs BlueShed much impressed as well she might be.
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