<]:^D wrote:first class on the trains i get just looks a bit gooseberry fool so i dont bother
Sounds like Scotrail.
Lincolnshire, just strawberry floating Lincolnshire man. There's a fish and chip shop in my village along one of the two major roads that lead away from the airbase. It's also opposite the only 'supermarket'.
The intelligent thing would be to ban parking on the road during the day when there is a lot of traffic. That's what they've done though, banned parking between 0730 and 1830. Does that stop people parking right outside the chippy at 1730 (or any time for that matter as the chippy is open all day now) when everyone is trying to get out of Coningsby? Of course it strawberry floating doesn't. Combine that with peak supermarket time and it is a strawberry floating mess.
There's a free car park a minute away, a strawberry floating minute but no, they have to park on the road. I could live with people parking in the supermarket car park, even if it is small (as long as you aren't one of those banana splits who eats the chips before driving off).
Then there's the bins. Bins get put out on Friday, stacked right behind my parking space. That's fine as someone has to lose out but do people put their bins back? Of course they dont! They leave them there for a few days, maybe even a week. The worst culprit is my neighbour who would only have to move the bin about 10 metres to the front of their house. Lazy strawberry floating gooseberry fools.
More parking stories. The start of my street has some larger properties linked by a small drive. You could get two cars per house on it plus a spare or two. When I first moved here there'd be one car from time to time parked on the road, well away from the junction. Now there are three or four all the time so now when I come onto my road, I have to immediately go on the opposite side as my side of the road is blocked pretty much all the way to the junction. It also means those houses I mentioned have an average of 3+ cars which is strawberry floating mental.
There's also the demographic. Walk around the village during the day time and it's like Dawn of the strawberry floating Dead. Old or fat people just shuffling around with gormless looks on their faces. Oddly enough the main culprits for parking in front of the chippy. There are some friendly folk about, but there is a significant minority of people who have their heads rammed up their own arse, thinking they are the dogs bollocks and everyone else is a prole. Woodhall Spa or Louth are good examples. Reminds me of Hagley back home.
Lived in Moray for just over two years and it was great. Come down here and there are just so many tossers around, I just don't get it. Makes me want to move up to Scotland and vote for independence.
And *breathe*. Much better.