Did you miss me? Yeah, OK, don't answer that.
I've had a hell of a day.
It's been emotional. A guy came round from the council to say that the parking we have used for 5 years wasn't available anymore. They had an anonymous complainant, you see, and their computers said no.
So they're charging for it now. And painting lines. And posting clamping notices.
It won't bother us much as there are roads surrounding which are free of yellows, so we'll just park our vehicles there instead. The neighbours won't like it one little bit, but the council guy said it's OK so they won't get anywhere. They'll just have their own parking options severely restricted. Everybody loses.
The upside is that the council owned car park (for an old people's home) will be free of us. There are two staff and 22 spaces, so the car park will, as it was before we turned up, be devoid of all but two vehicles. Meals on wheels will struggle to get anywhere near the other entrance as a result but the anon must be satisfied.
It seems the way of the world these days, empty pubs with users outside, empty car parks with those who wish to make use of them elsewhere. Public sector logic.
What fun, eh?
Then, in the evening, I went to the IEA for the latest Voices of Freedom do. And boy did it crackle!
Our blog mascot (see sidebar) played Devil's advocate and pretty much pissed off most of the room. I must be consistent and offer a first-hand Mascot Watch on the back of it at some point.
Plus, I met some rather interesting No2ID types and Alex Deane from Big Brother Watch. None of them told me to fuck off, so we proles aren't persona non grata just yet.
Chapter and verse later.
