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Simple question : what would you do when refuse men leave your bin on someone else's property?
When the refuse men leave your bin on someone else's drive would you
a) collect your own bin and wheel the neighbour's bin to their property
b) leave the offending item and at the first opportunity hurl abuse and rudeness at the innocent neighbour
c) write to the Council to complain neighbours are putting bins out "too early" and "not collecting them quickly enough"?
No prizes for guessing what happens here. No normalcy here.
The "correct" answer to this nonsense is apparently c) which results in Council sending a letter to everyone nearby reminding them of their policy on refuse removal and threatening fly tipping prosecution.
How is this waste of Council money, when Council taxes have risen yet again for the forthcoming year, justified by the "jobs worths"? Why was the petty-fogging complaint not realised for what it was, and investigated on site by Council staff who approved the distribution of the letter? Had this occurred they would have discovered that all, except 2 bins, are placed WITHIN THE BOUNDARY of everyone's OWN PROPERTY; not, with the exception of 2, which are placed on the public highway; none, with the exception of 2, are placed outside the boundary of everyone's OWN PROPERTY, and; not with the exception of 2, obstructing the "path (which we do not have here). the road, or the back lane (which we do not have here).
May the complaint be realised for what it is - indicative of pettiness, viciousness, vindictiveness and unnecessary, not to mention small-minded malcontent.
Some people have real problems in life, whilst others search for problems about which to "complain".
How easy to access hate and how close to the surface that putrid emotion always floats, waiting for a target, biding its time to find a focus and bloom like a poisonous algae, while forgiveness lays limp and impotent at the bottom of the soul, guiltily aware that duty calls, but without the energy to resist that temptation.
