The most excellent news is that the man who came round a couple of weeks , campaigning for the upcoming local elections, actually delivered on his promise to do something about the rubbish dumped on the bog!
He turned up today with the litter warden in tow...feckin' brilliant. It's taken about eleven years of my endless complaints to anyone in authority to actually pay any heed...
Dreadful, he said it was...and he'd only gone a little way down the old bog road...between the two of them they found some empty prescription bottles with names on...a Smart 'phone...and some letters with the address intact. I do so hope those people are tracked down and taken to court.
They found the usual heaps of dirty disposable nappies and food cans as well of course...I'd been hoping there'd have been a plastic bag of dead cats or puppies...that'd really upset them, and with any luck and a back wind the people responsible could also be tracked down...lazy bastards can't even be bothered to dig a hole to bury them in...
But the bad news is that the bridge might be rebuilt. Might be. It cost €90,000 just to have a survey conducted by two blokes with little red flags and a measuring thingy...Paddy was talking to them 'cos they asked permission to go on his land by the river and they gave him the low-down as it were. If it does go ahead and is rebuilt or mended I shall put huge signs up all down our street...Slow! Loose Cattle!...Slow Down You Feckers! Donkeys On Road...that sort of thing. And if the snotty Dubliners sail past at ninety miles an hour shaking their fists at me while I'm toodling along with old Neddy, I'm reporting them...and if a thumping great gravel lorry so much as crosses the entrance to our street I swear I'll stand in front of it until the driver turns round and goes the other way through town...
It'll cost vast amounts of money to mend the bridge of course and it's highly doubtful that'll be forthcoming any time soon...we've all grown so used to just us using the road now it'd be a bit of a shock to have to share with every Tom, Dick or Harry again.