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Front gardens into car parks.
Neighbour's 82 year-old boundary hedge ripped out in 3 hours. Last bit pulled out by tow-rope attached to lorry. Original hedge, from c.1936. Makes room for neighbour's stinking diesel van.
Sad thing is that some other numpty will think 'Yeah, I could do that". And does.
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The dreaded surprise fart.
When you're walking along a crowded train platform, and as you cough you let out an earth-shattering explosion of gas.
Shame, as the girl beside me looked a bit tasty too.2 -
I just take a few more steps then do a little head stutter and pull a face as if to suggest I have just walked into a noxious cloud of someone else’s fart.1
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What I find amazing nowdays is that a 4 bed new build will have a smaller lounge than my 2 bed 1900 terraced house. How they expect a family of 4 to comfortably live in such a small space is beyond me.A-R-T-H-U-R said:Visiting friends in new-build houses, with no parking and narrow winding roads.
Realizing their house has four bedrooms, three toilets, but only space for one small car.1 -
You really don't appreciate people's rights to make decisions without being judged do you?Anna_Kissed said:Front gardens into car parks.
Neighbour's 82 year-old boundary hedge ripped out in 3 hours. Last bit pulled out by tow-rope attached to lorry. Original hedge, from c.1936. Makes room for neighbour's stinking diesel van.
Sad thing is that some other numpty will think 'Yeah, I could do that". And does.
#racetothebottom
First it was that people dare to eat meat, now people can't convert their front gardens to suit their requirements...
It's their house, their garden, their hedge. Nothing to do with you.
Stop judging people, less you wish to be judged yourself...
By the way, I have a lovely tree in my front garden that will be coming out in the summer...
...to add more parking space and we'll be adding back a hedge to stop people looking in through our window when they walk by.8 -
The fact that what seems like two thirds of the cars on the road are eight feet wide, eight feet high and driven appallingly.
We wouldnt have trouble passing each other on country lanes if you werent driving a fucking monster SUV (or whatever the fuck they are) instead of a normal sized car.
I yield to no fucker.
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Today I have learned that a draining radiator holds considerably more water than a washing up bowl.
My floor is now VERY clean.14 -
#lovelytreesmaterDazzler21 said:
You really don't appreciate people's rights to make decisions without being judged do you?Anna_Kissed said:Front gardens into car parks.
Neighbour's 82 year-old boundary hedge ripped out in 3 hours. Last bit pulled out by tow-rope attached to lorry. Original hedge, from c.1936. Makes room for neighbour's stinking diesel van.
Sad thing is that some other numpty will think 'Yeah, I could do that". And does.
#racetothebottom
First it was that people dare to eat meat, now people can't convert their front gardens to suit their requirements...
It's their house, their garden, their hedge. Nothing to do with you.
Stop judging people, less you wish to be judged yourself...
By the way, I have a lovely tree in my front garden that will be coming out in the summer...
...to add more parking space and we'll be adding back a hedge to stop people looking in through our window when they walk by.1 -
You two neighbours?Dazzler21 said:
You really don't appreciate people's rights to make decisions without being judged do you?Anna_Kissed said:Front gardens into car parks.
Neighbour's 82 year-old boundary hedge ripped out in 3 hours. Last bit pulled out by tow-rope attached to lorry. Original hedge, from c.1936. Makes room for neighbour's stinking diesel van.
Sad thing is that some other numpty will think 'Yeah, I could do that". And does.
#racetothebottom
First it was that people dare to eat meat, now people can't convert their front gardens to suit their requirements...
It's their house, their garden, their hedge. Nothing to do with you.
Stop judging people, less you wish to be judged yourself...
By the way, I have a lovely tree in my front garden that will be coming out in the summer...
...to add more parking space and we'll be adding back a hedge to stop people looking in through our window when they walk by.7 -
Is that Latin?i_b_b_o_r_g said:
#lovelytreesmaterDazzler21 said:
You really don't appreciate people's rights to make decisions without being judged do you?Anna_Kissed said:Front gardens into car parks.
Neighbour's 82 year-old boundary hedge ripped out in 3 hours. Last bit pulled out by tow-rope attached to lorry. Original hedge, from c.1936. Makes room for neighbour's stinking diesel van.
Sad thing is that some other numpty will think 'Yeah, I could do that". And does.
#racetothebottom
First it was that people dare to eat meat, now people can't convert their front gardens to suit their requirements...
It's their house, their garden, their hedge. Nothing to do with you.
Stop judging people, less you wish to be judged yourself...
By the way, I have a lovely tree in my front garden that will be coming out in the summer...
...to add more parking space and we'll be adding back a hedge to stop people looking in through our window when they walk by.0 -
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How we accept shit service as a society. Just got back from a birthday brunch at Frankie and Bennies. It was meant to be a breakfast, got there at 10 for a half ten sitting, I eventually got a stone cold breakfast at 12pm. The drinks we ordered as we sat down didn't turn up until halfway through the food which I was sat angrily staring at, and the waitress, like all of these chain shit food establishments eventually asked how the food was and I very politely told her it was crap, stone cold. I got told they were busy, told them I didn't care how busy they were. Got offered another meal, said thanks but no thanks and said I don't expect to be changed for it. No problem, apart from me sitting there starving hungry watching the gannets we were with tell me to just eat it, this plate of cheap and nasty cold muck. Which actually annoyed me more than the kitchen staffs attitude to serving hot meals. As if it was my fault the food, that was going to cost a fucking tenner, was shite and cold.
I wasn't making a scene, I wasnt creating, yet I somehow feel that not eating shite like that is my fault. Then the saucy pricks didn't remove my food that no hadn't eaten from the bill. And again I'm being a nuisance by asking them to take it off. To compound things further I ended up weighing in for my wife's food that she later told me was rank and chipping in for the birthday boys food which means I'm 20 quid down l, ravenously hungry and, worst of all. As we are all standing outside saying our goodbyes these same people who were playing all embarrassed in the restaraunt were saying how shit their food was. At this point I nearly exploded with frustration. My food was shit, their food was shit, the service was shit, I'm the only one who mentioned it, I then get looked down on and called a grumpy bastard as if I chose for the dickheads working in the place to fuck something as simple as an English breakfast with toast up, and I'm twenty quid lighter for not having eaten since yesterday afternoon. No wonder shitholes like that exist, I never mind putting my hands deep in my pockets for decent food but these God awful chain muckhouses need to be eradicated. Or at least the people who frequent them. Fucking heathens
So people who blindly accept and pay for shit food and service are going into room 101.15 -
I’m sitting in the Bexleyheath branch at the moment. The service is ok and the chicken bacon & avacado salad was lovely. Full of chavs with noisy kids though.Carter said:How we accept shit service as a society. Just got back from a birthday brunch at Frankie and Bennies. It was meant to be a breakfast, got there at 10 for a half ten sitting, I eventually got a stone cold breakfast at 12pm. The drinks we ordered as we sat down didn't turn up until halfway through the food which I was sat angrily staring at, and the waitress, like all of these chain shit food establishments eventually asked how the food was and I very politely told her it was crap, stone cold. I got told they were busy, told them I didn't care how busy they were. Got offered another meal, said thanks but no thanks and said I don't expect to be changed for it. No problem, apart from me sitting there starving hungry watching the gannets we were with tell me to just eat it, this plate of cheap and nasty cold muck. Which actually annoyed me more than the kitchen staffs attitude to serving hot meals. As if it was my fault the food, that was going to cost a fucking tenner, was shite and cold.
I wasn't making a scene, I wasnt creating, yet I somehow feel that not eating shite like that is my fault. Then the saucy pricks didn't remove my food that no hadn't eaten from the bill. And again I'm being a nuisance by asking them to take it off. To compound things further I ended up weighing in for my wife's food that she later told me was rank and chipping in for the birthday boys food which means I'm 20 quid down l, ravenously hungry and, worst of all. As we are all standing outside saying our goodbyes these same people who were playing all embarrassed in the restaraunt were saying how shit their food was. At this point I nearly exploded with frustration. My food was shit, their food was shit, the service was shit, I'm the only one who mentioned it, I then get looked down on and called a grumpy bastard as if I chose for the dickheads working in the place to fuck something as simple as an English breakfast with toast up, and I'm twenty quid lighter for not having eaten since yesterday afternoon. No wonder shitholes like that exist, I never mind putting my hands deep in my pockets for decent food but these God awful chain muckhouses need to be eradicated. Or at least the people who frequent them. Fucking heathens
So people who blindly accept and pay for shit food and service are going into room 101.
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We went to the cinema first though and the amount of fat chavvy mums letting their kids talk throughout the film pissed me off. Also, loads of them turned up after the film had started disturbing everyone and having no consideration for anyone else trying to watch the film.
Suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything else in bexleyheath.0 -
Weeks and weeks we've had it shoved down our throats, how the sport was invented in SCOTLAND, that every village in SCOTLAND had it's own pond that would freeze over and the villagers would all play on, that the stones are made by only one company in SCOTLAND and that the raw material is collected from only one island in SCOTLAND and no one else is allowed to go to the island, let alone make the stones.
Then they go and lose AGAIN, but this time to fooking Japan!?
Proud of yourselves? Hang your heads in shame.....5 -
Sharing platters that have an odd number of items.. just what the fuck?
Now I have to fight over the last chicken strip.5 -
It’s the same all over the country . It’s why I love movies but hate cinemas.DaveMehmet said:We went to the cinema first though and the amount of fat chavvy mums letting their kids talk throughout the film pissed me off. Also, loads of them turned up after the film had started disturbing everyone and having no consideration for anyone else trying to watch the film.
Suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything else in bexleyheath.3 -
The same as people who can't sit still at the cinema and feel the need to go outside every 10 minutes0
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I can't go cinema because I get embarrassed at the end, when everyone is waiting to get out and talking about bits in the film. I don't know why, but it just does0
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Speaking of eating, did you get that bit of salami I sent you in the internal post at work last Wednesday?DaveMehmet said:
I’m sitting in the Bexleyheath branch at the moment. The service is ok and the chicken bacon & avacado salad was lovely. Full of chavs with noisy kids though.Carter said:How we accept shit service as a society. Just got back from a birthday brunch at Frankie and Bennies. It was meant to be a breakfast, got there at 10 for a half ten sitting, I eventually got a stone cold breakfast at 12pm. The drinks we ordered as we sat down didn't turn up until halfway through the food which I was sat angrily staring at, and the waitress, like all of these chain shit food establishments eventually asked how the food was and I very politely told her it was crap, stone cold. I got told they were busy, told them I didn't care how busy they were. Got offered another meal, said thanks but no thanks and said I don't expect to be changed for it. No problem, apart from me sitting there starving hungry watching the gannets we were with tell me to just eat it, this plate of cheap and nasty cold muck. Which actually annoyed me more than the kitchen staffs attitude to serving hot meals. As if it was my fault the food, that was going to cost a fucking tenner, was shite and cold.
I wasn't making a scene, I wasnt creating, yet I somehow feel that not eating shite like that is my fault. Then the saucy pricks didn't remove my food that no hadn't eaten from the bill. And again I'm being a nuisance by asking them to take it off. To compound things further I ended up weighing in for my wife's food that she later told me was rank and chipping in for the birthday boys food which means I'm 20 quid down l, ravenously hungry and, worst of all. As we are all standing outside saying our goodbyes these same people who were playing all embarrassed in the restaraunt were saying how shit their food was. At this point I nearly exploded with frustration. My food was shit, their food was shit, the service was shit, I'm the only one who mentioned it, I then get looked down on and called a grumpy bastard as if I chose for the dickheads working in the place to fuck something as simple as an English breakfast with toast up, and I'm twenty quid lighter for not having eaten since yesterday afternoon. No wonder shitholes like that exist, I never mind putting my hands deep in my pockets for decent food but these God awful chain muckhouses need to be eradicated. Or at least the people who frequent them. Fucking heathens
So people who blindly accept and pay for shit food and service are going into room 101.0 -
Wondered who the fuck sent me that!ricky_otto said:
Speaking of eating, did you get that bit of salami I sent you in the internal post at work last Wednesday?DaveMehmet said:
I’m sitting in the Bexleyheath branch at the moment. The service is ok and the chicken bacon & avacado salad was lovely. Full of chavs with noisy kids though.Carter said:How we accept shit service as a society. Just got back from a birthday brunch at Frankie and Bennies. It was meant to be a breakfast, got there at 10 for a half ten sitting, I eventually got a stone cold breakfast at 12pm. The drinks we ordered as we sat down didn't turn up until halfway through the food which I was sat angrily staring at, and the waitress, like all of these chain shit food establishments eventually asked how the food was and I very politely told her it was crap, stone cold. I got told they were busy, told them I didn't care how busy they were. Got offered another meal, said thanks but no thanks and said I don't expect to be changed for it. No problem, apart from me sitting there starving hungry watching the gannets we were with tell me to just eat it, this plate of cheap and nasty cold muck. Which actually annoyed me more than the kitchen staffs attitude to serving hot meals. As if it was my fault the food, that was going to cost a fucking tenner, was shite and cold.
I wasn't making a scene, I wasnt creating, yet I somehow feel that not eating shite like that is my fault. Then the saucy pricks didn't remove my food that no hadn't eaten from the bill. And again I'm being a nuisance by asking them to take it off. To compound things further I ended up weighing in for my wife's food that she later told me was rank and chipping in for the birthday boys food which means I'm 20 quid down l, ravenously hungry and, worst of all. As we are all standing outside saying our goodbyes these same people who were playing all embarrassed in the restaraunt were saying how shit their food was. At this point I nearly exploded with frustration. My food was shit, their food was shit, the service was shit, I'm the only one who mentioned it, I then get looked down on and called a grumpy bastard as if I chose for the dickheads working in the place to fuck something as simple as an English breakfast with toast up, and I'm twenty quid lighter for not having eaten since yesterday afternoon. No wonder shitholes like that exist, I never mind putting my hands deep in my pockets for decent food but these God awful chain muckhouses need to be eradicated. Or at least the people who frequent them. Fucking heathens
So people who blindly accept and pay for shit food and service are going into room 101.0 -
Can’t you stand outside with the door ajar and look into it?i_b_b_o_r_g said:I can't go cinema because I get embarrassed at the end, when everyone is waiting to get out and talking about bits in the film. I don't know why, but it just does
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Charlton winning the toss and kicking towards the Covered End.5
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I think you're being a little harsh on Anna there. There are often tensions between individual rights and social costs. We've got a culture in the UK of siding with the individual, but that does not mean that we don't have a collective interest in what individuals do.Dazzler21 said:
You really don't appreciate people's rights to make decisions without being judged do you?Anna_Kissed said:Front gardens into car parks.
Neighbour's 82 year-old boundary hedge ripped out in 3 hours. Last bit pulled out by tow-rope attached to lorry. Original hedge, from c.1936. Makes room for neighbour's stinking diesel van.
Sad thing is that some other numpty will think 'Yeah, I could do that". And does.
#racetothebottom
First it was that people dare to eat meat, now people can't convert their front gardens to suit their requirements...
It's their house, their garden, their hedge. Nothing to do with you.
Stop judging people, less you wish to be judged yourself...
By the way, I have a lovely tree in my front garden that will be coming out in the summer...
...to add more parking space and we'll be adding back a hedge to stop people looking in through our window when they walk by.
I saw a very interesting snippet on the news the other day where the most polluted school in London was planting ivy around it's fences and the benefits to the kids (especially asthma sufferers) was amazing. Ripping up hedges to make parking spaces does the exact opposite. There are other environmental effects as well. Increased run-off rain water can have dramatic long-term negative effects on the water table. Apart from the obvious problems that could bring regarding water supply it can cause subsidence problems for neighbours. Meanwhile, decreasing habitats can hasten declines in biodiversity.
You are right that it's 'their house, their garden, their hedge', but with people living increasingly closer together what one person does on their land can have an impact on their neighbours. It is therefore not unreasonable for people like Anna to be concerned. Far from being 'nothing to do with you', it has quite a lot to do with those who are impacted. I'm sure that it's not too long ago that people would have said, 'if I want to put lead in my car, its nothing to do with you', 'if I want to spray my pits using CFCs, its nothing to do with you', 'if I want to spray crops with DDT, its nothing to do with you'. But of course, no-one says those things anymore because people understand the environmental impact. A year or two ago people were freely scrubbing their skin with micro-plastic beads, no-one said a thing. Now, with more awareness of the dangers that they cause to fish stocks people are starting to say that it is our business. Soon (hopefully) this dreadful practice will stop on a worldwide basis under the weight of public pressure.
It may be that in the future, there are changes to attitudes about 'private' hedges and driveways. It may be that with a bit more enlightenment people will start to say that what their neighbours do with their own frontage is something to do with them. Then again if it happens, it may well only be after the worst of the damage has already been done. In the meantime, I for one, applaud @Anna_Kissed's attempts to make people think more about this issue.
***Hypocrite alert - I have to admit that I did have my front garden paved over several years ago and that it is nowadays choca-block full of polluting cars. I think this raises the issue of why it is considered a desirable thing to do and whether there are any political/social changes that can be made to make the preservation of our environment more desirable.6 -
You joke, I tried to take a KFC in for us last night.. cheeky fuckers were rationing it!Fumbluff said:
Just be thankful KFC has reopened so you can treat her....LuckyReds said:Sharing platters that have an odd number of items.. just what the fuck?
Now I have to fight over the last chicken strip.
What's a box meal with no hot wings FFS!0 -
Full grown blokes with flags painted on their face3
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Almost at bad as blokes dressed as St George
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Agreedcafcdave123 said:Almost at bad as blokes dressed as St George
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....and less said about blokes in skirts, the better...
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