Vendor has left a load of stuff in my friend's new house!

Davesnave

lincroft1710 wrote: »

Fly- tipping has been going on for years.
.

And legit tipping, as it was then, was far more interesting.

Like most 11year olds, I had a collection.......

..... of car speedometers.:o I could whip one of those out before the guy at the scrappy had time to shout, "Oi!"....not that he usually saw us.

Even the town tip was good. Just wait for the lorry to go, then inside to see what goodies they'd left.

One day I found something I'd always wanted; a mounted lion's head! Just one problem; it was much larger than I'd imagined such things to be, so there was no way I could carry it home. I could barely lift it.

I sat down and howled!

Davesnave

lincroft1710 wrote: »

Fly- tipping has been going on for years.

Back in the early 1960s used to go to Norfolk coast for the day with my parents and their friends. We would stop for picnic by the woods near the Sandringham Estate. Walk a few yards into the woods and there was all sorts of rubbish, at least one mattress.

You've just reminded me of a trip I made with Dad when I was about 7. We were at a quarry, or something similar, and in it were dozens of American cars.

I asked why perfectly good cars had been dumped like that and Dad said Americans didn't expect keep their cars long; it was called "Planned obsolescence."

I didn't get it. Those cars looked much better than ours; an old Ford Anglia van Dad had converted into an estate car, of sorts.

I decided Americans must be very silly!

Smodlet

Davesnave wrote: »

And legit tipping, as it was then, was far more interesting.

Like most 11year olds, I had a collection.......

..... of car speedometers.:o I could whip one of those out before the guy at the scrappy had time to shout, "Oi!"....not that he usually saw us.

Even the town tip was good. Just wait for the lorry to go, then inside to see what goodies they'd left.

One day I found something I'd always wanted; a mounted lion's head! Just one problem; it was much larger than I'd imagined such things to be, so there was no way I could carry it home. I could barely lift it.

I sat down and howled!

I just howled too, with laughter. What a wonderful picture you paint, Davesnave. Have you ever thought of writing a book? Seriously, now. I missed the horses' graveyard thread I think your memoirs could be interesting.

I would like to leave you with this small offering on the Feast of Eostre/Ostara/etc. Mm-hrrmm. All together, now:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=esd2gfuHAZU

Davesnave

Smodlet wrote: »

I missed the horses' graveyard thread

The original story, as told by the digger driver, was much funnier. I understand he gained quite a few pints on the back of it!

Smodlet

Davesnave wrote: »

The original story, as told by the digger driver, was much funnier. I understand he gained quite a few pints on the back of it!

But I don't know it! Would you consider sharing it again, please?

Davesnave

Smodlet wrote: »

But I don't know it! Would you consider sharing it again, please?

The first part of the story involved burying the second horse, which was, by all accounts, a large beast. I don't know all the ins and outs, but they tried twice, and still there was one leg stubbornly pointing skywards. The owner was upset enough already , so the digger driver, was in a quandary....He knew what he'd do if the owner wasn't present, so how to distract her long enough....;)

Anyway, we bought the property, and about 9 months later we had a chap from the council phoning to ask if he could come and inspect the horse burials.....

"The what?"

An hour later he's in the field with us, looking at his map, staring at the ground and seeing nothing in particular. He explains that his colleague, now pensioned-off got a little behind with the paperwork, so there was quite a pile left in his in-tray at council HQ, about 20 miles away. At the bottom were the horse burials; one from 7 years ago and another only about 4 years old, both still needing inspection. As it was a nice May morning, he thought he'd take a trip out our way.

It was hardly surprising there was nothing to be seen, but at least we had a reference point, bearings and distances in metres (quite modern for our council.) We followed the details as if we were treasure seeking, but there was just grass. Grass was good, but after all that time, what else could there be?

We had a cup of tea and received a copy of the paperwork, which is now filed, err... just in case. :A

lookstraightahead

I cannot believe this thread. I truly believed that anything left inside a house after completion was yours. Was it ever that way? What a completely entitled woman with no regard for anyone. As a parent I would be mortified if my grown up child acted in such a way. Her behaviour has caused all these issues for everyone. Does this mean that the person who has just let their dog mess on my front driveway owns it because I am now thinking I have to keep it for a certain amount of time. What a stupid law and one that does not help the future generations to take responsibility for their actions.

moneyistooshorttomention

lookstraightahead wrote: »

I cannot believe this thread. I truly believed that anything left inside a house after completion was yours. Was it ever that way? What a completely entitled woman with no regard for anyone. As a parent I would be mortified if my grown up child acted in such a way. Her behaviour has caused all these issues for everyone. Does this mean that the person who has just let their dog mess on my front driveway owns it because I am now thinking I have to keep it for a certain amount of time. What a stupid law and one that does not help the future generations to take responsibility for their actions.

Well - if you know who the culprit is and you've got a hosepipe - you could always choose to water your garden with said hosepipe just as Culprit walks past;). You'd be returning their dog mess back to them - albeit in sodden tiny pieces washing round their feet:)

Smodlet

moneyistooshorttomention wrote: »

Well - if you know who the culprit is and you've got a hosepipe - you could always choose to water your garden with said hosepipe just as Culprit walks past;). You'd be returning their dog mess back to them - albeit in sodden tiny pieces washing round their feet:)

:rotfl::rotfl::rotfl::T

Cakeguts

Davesnave wrote: »

The first part of the story involved burying the second horse, which was, by all accounts, a large beast. I don't know all the ins and outs, but they tried twice, and still there was one leg stubbornly pointing skywards. The owner was upset enough already , so the digger driver, was in a quandary....He knew what he'd do if the owner wasn't present, so how to distract her long enough....;)

Anyway, we bought the property, and about 9 months later we had a chap from the council phoning to ask if he could come and inspect the horse burials.....

"The what?"

An hour later he's in the field with us, looking at his map, staring at the ground and seeing nothing in particular. He explains that his colleague, now pensioned-off got a little behind with the paperwork, so there was quite a pile left in his in-tray at council HQ, about 20 miles away. At the bottom were the horse burials; one from 7 years ago and another only about 4 years old, both still needing inspection. As it was a nice May morning, he thought he'd take a trip out our way.

It was hardly surprising there was nothing to be seen, but at least we had a reference point, bearings and distances in metres (quite modern for our council.) We followed the details as if we were treasure seeking, but there was just grass. Grass was good, but after all that time, what else could there be?

We had a cup of tea and received a copy of the paperwork, which is now filed, err... just in case. :A

Two nice new ponds in the middle of the field?