That is actually the plan deedub. The village is negotiating with the landowner to buy the land and do that.
Lockdown: Day One A piece of dental floss got caught in my teeth this morning. I momentarily pondered leaving it there for a while so I'd have something to do in the afternoon
Wow. No wonder you never get worked up about spurs. I would also be able to cope with Serge Aurier if I lived next to that.
In the last few days, the number of calls to the police that they can and need to respond to has gone down significantly, as one might expect. Unfortunately, the total number of calls to police has actually gone up since Monday, as curtain twitchers dob in their neighbours for having gone out of their houses more than once in a period of 24 hours....irrespective of the fact that they may be going to work/the shops/collecting medicine/exercise/etc.
I see Prince Charles gets a test even though he has mild symptoms. Far more important than giving to front line medical staff I see.
It's a shame he will have to leave the bathroom when they put his toothpaste on the royal brush for him. He may even have to brush the royal teeth himself. In case he's reading this. The teeth! white things between the ears (you can't miss them) and and down a bit. Open the royal gob and insert brush................................further!.....................................further!
Many years ago, in a career far, far away, I was involved in a project from The LCD tasked with getting lots of 'dross' out of the court system. It didn't get too far at the time but a few years later with the severe restriction of Legal Aid, some of what we worked on came to pass. One of the main issues was to get people to use mediation more and I worked very closely with the dispute resolution people, CEDAR for a couple of years. Without any shadow of a doubt, the worst and most vicious disputes were between neighbours (worse even than family matters!). One of the head mediators was a former surveyor, who had served with the Royal Engineers during WW II. This bloke was unbreakable and unflappable...or so I thought. Before we were done, he begged me not to send anymore neighbour disputes to him,as pretty soon, he was going to end up harming one of the protagonists. Not for nothing did Robert Frost write..."good fences make good neighbours."
A few years ago there was a spate of burglaries in my street, and of course it turned into a amateur production of The Crucible best summed up by my neighbour chasing somebody posting fliers through his door (why yes, it is the same one who can't form a sentence without quoting Covi-19 statistics, thanks for asking...) with several people believing the likely suspect was the Arabic-looking girl who was often seen around even though she didn't live there...who later turned out to be a.) Mexican b.) Somebody who walked the dogs of somebody a few doors up, but nobody bothered to ****ing ask The worst thing, though, is one bloke who is ex-police moved in across the road from me a few weeks before and made no effort to actually introduce himself. Why do I mention this? Well... One day I was going out and stopped to stroke one of my neighbours' cats, which would always surgically attach itself to my shins whenever I walked past, and the bloke was sat in his car watching. A few days later I was heading out, and suddenly I got pulled aside by a van full of coppers who were demanding to know who I was and if I lived in the street - and who could have possibly given my description, which is known by everyone else on the street who know the bloke who looks like the bassist of a doom metal band lives on the street, and happened to got a van of half a dozen coppers dispatched to keep an eye out within a couple of days, rather than the standard two coppers in a patrol car? No, I haven't spoken to the bloke since...apart from the one time a couple of summers ago when he was blasting out Three Lions in his back garden at a volume level than can safely be described as "obnoxious"
The people of the UK have been asked to practice Social Distancing to stem the tide of the coronavirus. I've been practicing Antisocial Distancing. Stand too close to me and I'll tell you to **** off.
It's un-****ing believable how many people can't follow a simple instruction...even if their lives may depend on it.