A bit council Vol 2
Discussion
vtecyo said:
Putting half a status on Faceache such as "can't believe what's just happened".. or more accurately "carnt buleev wts jus hapind" in the hope that the rest of the social algae will comment something like:
"wts up hun?"
"here 4 u bbe"
"oh no!".
...
I lost my virginity to that girl. Amazing chebs.
Ah, the old passive-aggressive attention w"wts up hun?"
"here 4 u bbe"
"oh no!".
...
I lost my virginity to that girl. Amazing chebs.
edom! I'm pleased to say that none of the people on my social media do this. Effective use of the 'Delete' button. antspants said:
Moving on, I spotted a very rotund woman in her 50s this morning wearing cut off denim shorts plus a denim waistcoat which did not cover the teenagers crop top she was sporting, which again came nowhere near to covering the huge expansion of stomach that rolled over the top of her shorts.
Leicester, you say? 
DaveGoddard said:
vtecyo said:
I lost my virginity to that girl. Amazing chebs.
Another lover of a bit of council filth every now and then? *high five* 
Currently in a 6 year relationship with a non-council but it could be about to end very shortly unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it.
No prizes for guessing the calibre of female I'll be hanging out of if that goes ahead.
Dog Star said:
Leicester, you say?
No this was in Lichfield where I work. But she was clearly on her way to Aldi for the weekly shop so if you hang around there at 9.30 on a Tuesday morning you might get 'lucky'. However I'd make sure it's a warm day as her outfit might not be quite so eye-catching if it's cold.
shep1001 said:
ThunderGuts said:
mmmmm wholesome...
Nic e- quality well known brand tv's at extortionate prices. I like the bit about if you purchase some of their other tat i.e. not a TV they stick a payment meter on the TV you do own!AstonZagato said:
Tailgater said:
AstonZagato said:
Probably been done before.
People throwing rubbish out of a car.
I find Red Bull cans, McDonalds wrappers, crisp packets at the end of my drive and along my verges. The rubbish is always chav consumables. Scum.
I swear someone said tge EXACT same thing like half an hour ago..People throwing rubbish out of a car.
I find Red Bull cans, McDonalds wrappers, crisp packets at the end of my drive and along my verges. The rubbish is always chav consumables. Scum.
vtecyo said:
No prizes for guessing the calibre of female I'll be hanging out of if that goes ahead.
Sounds like you'd end up in a lot of trouble if you were out with me.I remember back in the day I'd be out on the pull with a mate of mine who has a similar taste in the laydeez to myself - we'd always be after the chubby (or "jellies", as we call them). Usually there's a slim mate with them; you could almost sense their rage as we descended on the superior, bouncy specimen
ChunkyloverSV said:
shep1001 said:
ThunderGuts said:
mmmmm wholesome...
Nic e- quality well known brand tv's at extortionate prices. I like the bit about if you purchase some of their other tat i.e. not a TV they stick a payment meter on the TV you do own!motco said:
talksthetorque said:
Ste1987 said:
talksthetorque said:
Furniture on Credit.
Furniture should be selected by your interior designer from a small antiques dealer in the Dordogne.
It should be returned to Britain, professionally sanitised and renovated as needed.
It should then be installed in place with direction from the interior designer - with your input on exact positioning ( Obviousy not directly to the men in brown overcoats, to the designer, silly)
Interest free though, not triple-figure percent APR Furniture should be selected by your interior designer from a small antiques dealer in the Dordogne.
It should be returned to Britain, professionally sanitised and renovated as needed.
It should then be installed in place with direction from the interior designer - with your input on exact positioning ( Obviousy not directly to the men in brown overcoats, to the designer, silly)
(I don't charge the designer interest onthe fund either though, out of charity for the poor chap)
SilverSixer said:
At least it seems that your neighbours put theirs away somewhere occasionally in order to be bringing them out at all. My neighbours (opposite, in full view of my dining table) put theirs out on a Friday afternoon for the Monday collection and I'm lucky if they put them away by Wednesday, if at all. We spend all weekend enjoying family meals with the backdrop of multi-bins. These people are lawyers in an ~£800k house. But their bin behaviour is very, very council. Everyone else on the street manages to put the right one out the night before collection and take them back in on the day they're emptied. I hanker for the pre-wheelie days of black bin liners. Or the right to shoot bin offenders on sight. I'm at my table now, Tuesday afternoon, bins were emptied 8.00am on Monday, theirs is still out, despite my having seen both adult residents walk past the chuffing thing several times whilst coming and going. If it's still there tonight I'm going over and parking it right outside their front door for them to find tomorrow morning, maybe they'll get the hint.
These people also, despite having an extensive private rear garden, prefer to have their noisy children play in the front garden, and have even set up their hammock there between two trees so that everyone can admire it and them as we go past/sit and eat meals at our table. As well as using the front garden as a drying/cleaning zone for their camping and sailing equipment which they seem to need to have aired and moved around every weekend. I'm beginning to wonder if their back garden is some kind of toxic former landfill which is unsafe to enter. They are also 'hoarders', and often there's evidently insufficient room on their filthy floors for random items requiring storing, so these will simply be piled up in front of the house for weeks on end. Not to mention broken lawnmowers, etc, awaiting transport to the tip. I chose this house to live in and stretched my family financially to be here as it's located in the least council street in my town, it's a peaceful, tree-lined avenue inhabited by wealthy older people in large houses and the last place I thought I'd have to put up with this kind of spectacle, and indeed nobody else here acts like it. Then a year after I got here the old lady opposite croaks and these scruffy, slapdash pinheads move in, desecrating the place with their filth and rubbish and junk. I'm fking sick of them. I imagine the next phase is, when the children hit their teens, their bedroom windows will be thrown open at all times to share a new found passion for dreadful, tuneless music of some kind.
Living your life in the front garden when you have an unused rear garden - I'm nominating that as very council.
I feel for you.These people also, despite having an extensive private rear garden, prefer to have their noisy children play in the front garden, and have even set up their hammock there between two trees so that everyone can admire it and them as we go past/sit and eat meals at our table. As well as using the front garden as a drying/cleaning zone for their camping and sailing equipment which they seem to need to have aired and moved around every weekend. I'm beginning to wonder if their back garden is some kind of toxic former landfill which is unsafe to enter. They are also 'hoarders', and often there's evidently insufficient room on their filthy floors for random items requiring storing, so these will simply be piled up in front of the house for weeks on end. Not to mention broken lawnmowers, etc, awaiting transport to the tip. I chose this house to live in and stretched my family financially to be here as it's located in the least council street in my town, it's a peaceful, tree-lined avenue inhabited by wealthy older people in large houses and the last place I thought I'd have to put up with this kind of spectacle, and indeed nobody else here acts like it. Then a year after I got here the old lady opposite croaks and these scruffy, slapdash pinheads move in, desecrating the place with their filth and rubbish and junk. I'm f
king sick of them. I imagine the next phase is, when the children hit their teens, their bedroom windows will be thrown open at all times to share a new found passion for dreadful, tuneless music of some kind.Living your life in the front garden when you have an unused rear garden - I'm nominating that as very council.
Edited by SilverSixer on Tuesday 23 August 13:13
antspants said:
No this was in Lichfield where I work. But she was clearly on her way to Aldi for the weekly shop so if you hang around there at 9.30 on a Tuesday morning you might get 'lucky'. However I'd make sure it's a warm day as her outfit might not be quite so eye-catching if it's cold.
motco said:
Thankyou4calling said:
Understand all the talk about inherited furniture and such but Oak furnitureland sells pretty decent furniture, don't want to get in an arguement v Chippendale etc but to my mind council wouldn't be it's target market.
I agree. At least it doesn't fall apart as soon as you look at it, unlike the blue and yellow stuff.berlintaxi said:
austinsmirk said:
Watching a simply huge British couple having their breakfast. Cereal is something called Krave, which appears to be chocolate wrapped in shredded wheat ?
That must have been some pretty close observation, unless you already knew what Krave is.Weather was 31c. All these beautiful women in bikinis wandering around the site all day long. And then this beached Welsh whale.
Brean. Oh my word.
Zafiras and >15 year old once-prestigious 4x4s everywhere. Everyone tattooed. Parents loudly swearing in front of kids and, my absolute favourite spot, one tramp saying to her 8 year old as she ran to the sea unsupervised and pulling her rubber dinghy: "IF YOU GET IN TROUBLE JUST ROLL OUT OF IT, SOMEONE WILL SAVE YOU!"
Lovely day out by the sea though.
Zafiras and >15 year old once-prestigious 4x4s everywhere. Everyone tattooed. Parents loudly swearing in front of kids and, my absolute favourite spot, one tramp saying to her 8 year old as she ran to the sea unsupervised and pulling her rubber dinghy: "IF YOU GET IN TROUBLE JUST ROLL OUT OF IT, SOMEONE WILL SAVE YOU!"
Lovely day out by the sea though.
garyhun said:
At least it seems that your neighbours put theirs away somewhere occasionally in order to be bringing them out at all. My neighbours (opposite, in full view of my dining table) put theirs out on a Friday afternoon for the Monday collection and I'm lucky if they put them away by Wednesday, if at all. We spend all weekend enjoying family meals with the backdrop of multi-bins. These people are lawyers in an ~£800k house. But their bin behaviour is very, very council. Everyone else on the street manages to put the right one out the night before collection and take them back in on the day they're emptied. I hanker for the pre-wheelie days of black bin liners. Or the right to shoot bin offenders on sight. I'm at my table now, Tuesday afternoon, bins were emptied 8.00am on Monday, theirs is still out, despite my having seen both adult residents walk past the chuffing thing several times whilst coming and going. If it's still there tonight I'm going over and parking it right outside their front door for them to find tomorrow morning, maybe they'll get the hint.
These people also, despite having an extensive private rear garden, prefer to have their noisy children play in the front garden, and have even set up their hammock there between two trees so that everyone can admire it and them as we go past/sit and eat meals at our table. As well as using the front garden as a drying/cleaning zone for their camping and sailing equipment which they seem to need to have aired and moved around every weekend. I'm beginning to wonder if their back garden is some kind of toxic former landfill which is unsafe to enter. They are also 'hoarders', and often there's evidently insufficient room on their filthy floors for random items requiring storing, so these will simply be piled up in front of the house for weeks on end. Not to mention broken lawnmowers, etc, awaiting transport to the tip. I chose this house to live in and stretched my family financially to be here as it's located in the least council street in my town, it's a peaceful, tree-lined avenue inhabited by wealthy older people in large houses and the last place I thought I'd have to put up with this kind of spectacle, and indeed nobody else here acts like it. Then a year after I got here the old lady opposite croaks and these scruffy, slapdash pinheads move in, desecrating the place with their filth and rubbish and junk. I'm fking sick of them. I imagine the next phase is, when the children hit their teens, their bedroom windows will be thrown open at all times to share a new found passion for dreadful, tuneless music of some kind.
Living your life in the front garden when you have an unused rear garden - I'm nominating that as very council.
Strategically move their wheelie bins in front of their driveway every time These people also, despite having an extensive private rear garden, prefer to have their noisy children play in the front garden, and have even set up their hammock there between two trees so that everyone can admire it and them as we go past/sit and eat meals at our table. As well as using the front garden as a drying/cleaning zone for their camping and sailing equipment which they seem to need to have aired and moved around every weekend. I'm beginning to wonder if their back garden is some kind of toxic former landfill which is unsafe to enter. They are also 'hoarders', and often there's evidently insufficient room on their filthy floors for random items requiring storing, so these will simply be piled up in front of the house for weeks on end. Not to mention broken lawnmowers, etc, awaiting transport to the tip. I chose this house to live in and stretched my family financially to be here as it's located in the least council street in my town, it's a peaceful, tree-lined avenue inhabited by wealthy older people in large houses and the last place I thought I'd have to put up with this kind of spectacle, and indeed nobody else here acts like it. Then a year after I got here the old lady opposite croaks and these scruffy, slapdash pinheads move in, desecrating the place with their filth and rubbish and junk. I'm f
king sick of them. I imagine the next phase is, when the children hit their teens, their bedroom windows will be thrown open at all times to share a new found passion for dreadful, tuneless music of some kind.Living your life in the front garden when you have an unused rear garden - I'm nominating that as very council.
Tom_C76 said:
motco said:
Thankyou4calling said:
Understand all the talk about inherited furniture and such but Oak furnitureland sells pretty decent furniture, don't want to get in an arguement v Chippendale etc but to my mind council wouldn't be it's target market.
I agree. At least it doesn't fall apart as soon as you look at it, unlike the blue and yellow stuff.Gassing Station | The Lounge | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff