Travellers.......
Discussion
eltax91 said:
Jools1902 said:
Before they go, could you ask them about how I can give up work, do sod all all day, and still get myself a brand new ford ranger or navara.
It's annoying that I seem to have to work and save up.
A lot of them work very hard. I'm not suggesting they do quality work, but when contracted to do work (roof, driveway, building, whatever) you can't ever question their work ethic. Yeh sure they cut corners and sure they probably leave bad jobs all over the place, but that's true of many non gypo trades people!It's annoying that I seem to have to work and save up.
Then the rest of them work very hard in their chosen field of criminality.
Very few of the men do sod all all day, they need to build up their ilgotten gains to buy that ranger/ navara
del mar said:
You forgot the not paying taxes......
Or any proper housing bills. If I think about how much my house costs me on mortgage, gas, electric, water, insurance and council tax per month. If I chopped the house in in for a £20-30k caravan minus most of those bills, I'd have a brand new pick up truck too. Alex_225 said:
del mar said:
You forgot the not paying taxes......
Or any proper housing bills. If I think about how much my house costs me on mortgage, gas, electric, water, insurance and council tax per month. If I chopped the house in in for a £20-30k caravan minus most of those bills, I'd have a brand new pick up truck too. del mar said:
Alex_225 said:
del mar said:
You forgot the not paying taxes......
Or any proper housing bills. If I think about how much my house costs me on mortgage, gas, electric, water, insurance and council tax per month. If I chopped the house in in for a £20-30k caravan minus most of those bills, I'd have a brand new pick up truck too. 
Although I'm not sure if this is above or below chav tat!iphonedyou said:
magooagain said:
I have Allways stopped them before they get a chance to walk up my drive . It used to be usually with my Alsatian dog beside me.
I would tell them if anything is at the end of the drive it's yours,but don't ever come up the drive without me being around as the dog is very protective of the mrs and kids.
Seemed to work.
They'll know, as we all do, that your dog will do absolutely nothing.I would tell them if anything is at the end of the drive it's yours,but don't ever come up the drive without me being around as the dog is very protective of the mrs and kids.
Seemed to work.
So it's not the dog.
I have been attacked by 2 Alsations and they got me down,I saw a chance to get away and took it. I was very lucky.
magooagain said:
iphonedyou said:
magooagain said:
I have Allways stopped them before they get a chance to walk up my drive . It used to be usually with my Alsatian dog beside me.
I would tell them if anything is at the end of the drive it's yours,but don't ever come up the drive without me being around as the dog is very protective of the mrs and kids.
Seemed to work.
They'll know, as we all do, that your dog will do absolutely nothing.I would tell them if anything is at the end of the drive it's yours,but don't ever come up the drive without me being around as the dog is very protective of the mrs and kids.
Seemed to work.
So it's not the dog.
I have been attacked by 2 Alsations and they got me down,I saw a chance to get away and took it. I was very lucky.
k with a GSD you wont win and you might even die.cant say a good word about travelers but there is a very similar(some say sub group). Showpeople.
used to have an industrial unit in Glasgow with the yard opposite owned by showmen. utterly lovely people pleasant, polite and some of the best engineering skills I've seen anywhere.
watched them fabricate rides from scratch and the wagons are immaculate. lovely group of people and if all travelers could follow the same example we wouldn't have any problems
used to have an industrial unit in Glasgow with the yard opposite owned by showmen. utterly lovely people pleasant, polite and some of the best engineering skills I've seen anywhere.
watched them fabricate rides from scratch and the wagons are immaculate. lovely group of people and if all travelers could follow the same example we wouldn't have any problems
hman said:
magooagain said:
iphonedyou said:
magooagain said:
I have Allways stopped them before they get a chance to walk up my drive . It used to be usually with my Alsatian dog beside me.
I would tell them if anything is at the end of the drive it's yours,but don't ever come up the drive without me being around as the dog is very protective of the mrs and kids.
Seemed to work.
They'll know, as we all do, that your dog will do absolutely nothing.I would tell them if anything is at the end of the drive it's yours,but don't ever come up the drive without me being around as the dog is very protective of the mrs and kids.
Seemed to work.
So it's not the dog.
I have been attacked by 2 Alsations and they got me down,I saw a chance to get away and took it. I was very lucky.
k with a GSD you wont win and you might even die.It's doubtful your gsd's are from the same line used by the police/military as they use Belgian malinois.
magooagain said:
I have been attacked by 2 Alsations and they got me down,.
Oh that's a shame. Did they make judgmental comments as to where your life was going or did they ridicule your dress sense?Naughty dogs to make someone a bit depressed. Bad dogs!!
I hope you soon cheered up again!
del mar said:
I saw that, if they get established it will take time and money to get rid of them.
Perhaps Vanessa Redgrave can campaign on their behalf again..
I have looked into my crystal ball......................Perhaps Vanessa Redgrave can campaign on their behalf again..
They will set up camp on that land, and it will take the council at least 5 yrs to move them on, if they even try..................
jdw100 said:
magooagain said:
I have been attacked by 2 Alsations and they got me down,.
Oh that's a shame. Did they make judgmental comments as to where your life was going or did they ridicule your dress sense?Naughty dogs to make someone a bit depressed. Bad dogs!!
I hope you soon cheered up again!
Glasgowrob said:
cant say a good word about travelers but there is a very similar(some say sub group). Showpeople.
used to have an industrial unit in Glasgow with the yard opposite owned by showmen. utterly lovely people pleasant, polite and some of the best engineering skills I've seen anywhere.
watched them fabricate rides from scratch and the wagons are immaculate. lovely group of people and if all travelers could follow the same example we wouldn't have any problems
Know plenty of them down in the NE , great community.used to have an industrial unit in Glasgow with the yard opposite owned by showmen. utterly lovely people pleasant, polite and some of the best engineering skills I've seen anywhere.
watched them fabricate rides from scratch and the wagons are immaculate. lovely group of people and if all travelers could follow the same example we wouldn't have any problems
Next time you speak to them ask them about the Showman's Guild , quite interesting how they have set down rules and guidelines that the showman community take very seriously.
Some hefty sanctions been placed over the years.
I have a gypsy story, perhaps a bit different from most on here.
My mum's father was a real character, You could write a book about him. He was a Jew from Kiev and came to London in 1906, having deserted from the Russian Army. (Jews were not lasting very long at the front in the Russian Japanese war.) He tried out a lot of different ways of earning a living, but just before WWII he was doing alright, trading and renting horses in the East End. They were all stabled under the railways arches in Burdett Road.
One day a young gypsy lad came up to him and asked to rent a horse to do a job for a day. Only he didn't have any money, and could pay him only when he got paid himself in the evening. For some reason Pop liked the look of the lad and let him have a horse, and a cart too. Everybody told him he was out of his mind, that was the last he would see of the gypsy lad, his cart and the horse - but in the evening back the youngster came, paid Pop every penny and expressed great gratitude for the trust he had been shown.
From then on, lots of gypsies came to do business with Pop. He went so far as to learn a few words in their language, and bought many horses from them, not all of which were still alive the next morning, but that is another story! Eventually, he was asked if he would like to come and meet their Gypsy King at his place out in the Hornchurch/Rainham area. So Pop went, was well received, and believe it or not took part in a ceremony of blood brotherhood with the King.
Of course, everyone in the family didn't believe a word of it, and assumed that the old boy had been off again of one of his famous 'benders' - he was known to enjoy spending an entire weekend progressing down the Romford Road, pub-crawling every hostelry on the way, from Romford to Poplar. When the war was over, and Hitler had shown personal interest in Pop's progress by bombing the Burdett Road railway arches and scattering his horses all over East London, he moved out to Hoddesdon and retired on a small holding there. No more was said about gypsies.
But when he died in the early sixties, one of my uncles was intrigued to notice at the funeral two guys standing at the back, holding their caps respectfully in front of them - which is exactly what you don't do at a Jewish cemetery - and he asked politely if they knew Pop at all, as he didn't himself know who they were. They replied that they had been asked to come to represent the gypsy community, as the Gypsy King had heard that 'Jack The Jew' (as he was known) had died and he wanted to pay his respects. As Jewish funerals are traditionally held very quickly, word had obviously got around with some speed. They confirmed all that Pop had told them about his relations with the Gypsies at Rainham, and the doubters in the family were very humbled.
My mum's father was a real character, You could write a book about him. He was a Jew from Kiev and came to London in 1906, having deserted from the Russian Army. (Jews were not lasting very long at the front in the Russian Japanese war.) He tried out a lot of different ways of earning a living, but just before WWII he was doing alright, trading and renting horses in the East End. They were all stabled under the railways arches in Burdett Road.
One day a young gypsy lad came up to him and asked to rent a horse to do a job for a day. Only he didn't have any money, and could pay him only when he got paid himself in the evening. For some reason Pop liked the look of the lad and let him have a horse, and a cart too. Everybody told him he was out of his mind, that was the last he would see of the gypsy lad, his cart and the horse - but in the evening back the youngster came, paid Pop every penny and expressed great gratitude for the trust he had been shown.
From then on, lots of gypsies came to do business with Pop. He went so far as to learn a few words in their language, and bought many horses from them, not all of which were still alive the next morning, but that is another story! Eventually, he was asked if he would like to come and meet their Gypsy King at his place out in the Hornchurch/Rainham area. So Pop went, was well received, and believe it or not took part in a ceremony of blood brotherhood with the King.
Of course, everyone in the family didn't believe a word of it, and assumed that the old boy had been off again of one of his famous 'benders' - he was known to enjoy spending an entire weekend progressing down the Romford Road, pub-crawling every hostelry on the way, from Romford to Poplar. When the war was over, and Hitler had shown personal interest in Pop's progress by bombing the Burdett Road railway arches and scattering his horses all over East London, he moved out to Hoddesdon and retired on a small holding there. No more was said about gypsies.
But when he died in the early sixties, one of my uncles was intrigued to notice at the funeral two guys standing at the back, holding their caps respectfully in front of them - which is exactly what you don't do at a Jewish cemetery - and he asked politely if they knew Pop at all, as he didn't himself know who they were. They replied that they had been asked to come to represent the gypsy community, as the Gypsy King had heard that 'Jack The Jew' (as he was known) had died and he wanted to pay his respects. As Jewish funerals are traditionally held very quickly, word had obviously got around with some speed. They confirmed all that Pop had told them about his relations with the Gypsies at Rainham, and the doubters in the family were very humbled.
Well whaddya know. A Bank Holiday weekend looms and fk me if they haven't pitched up in the village again.
This time they're camped on a field where an old couple (as in, mid-80s) have kept donkeys for as long as anyone can remember. Forever, basically. Certainly I've known of them being there for more than 30 years. Amazingly, thefilthy cheating stealing scumbag tnucs poor ,misunderstood ethnic wanderers happened to be passing at the one time ever that the wooden fence was "already broken down". What's incredible is that several people have testified that the fence was intact late afternoon today. Bit of luck that it just laid down and died as they arrived, huh?
There were two traffic cars there when I drove past, and several Transits parked on the green. Did they get an S.59 and/or told to move their vehicle off land which is not public highway? Did they fk. WHY are the police afraid and/or powerless to use simple basic laws which enable them to deal with at least that part of the offence?
At the last check, one person has reported that there is a dead dog in the village stream, and the aforementioned old couple are apparently sleeping on their field in their car tonight to try and protect their animals from being stolen, or worse.
Gah, I could rant about this all night. How ANYONE ever fell for them playing the ethnic card, which they simply latched on to in exactly the same way as they know how to play the welfare card, how to play the eviction laws for maximum stay, basically how to fk normal society over to the point where they really truly are do-as-you-likeys, with zero comeback other than having to break into somewhere else every 10 days or so, I will never ever understand. They are no more or less ethnic than I am, and I wouldn't get away with 0.1% of what they do.
k me if they haven't pitched up in the village again.This time they're camped on a field where an old couple (as in, mid-80s) have kept donkeys for as long as anyone can remember. Forever, basically. Certainly I've known of them being there for more than 30 years. Amazingly, the
There were two traffic cars there when I drove past, and several Transits parked on the green. Did they get an S.59 and/or told to move their vehicle off land which is not public highway? Did they f
k. WHY are the police afraid and/or powerless to use simple basic laws which enable them to deal with at least that part of the offence?At the last check, one person has reported that there is a dead dog in the village stream, and the aforementioned old couple are apparently sleeping on their field in their car tonight to try and protect their animals from being stolen, or worse.
Gah, I could rant about this all night. How ANYONE ever fell for them playing the ethnic card, which they simply latched on to in exactly the same way as they know how to play the welfare card, how to play the eviction laws for maximum stay, basically how to f
k normal society over to the point where they really truly are do-as-you-likeys, with zero comeback other than having to break into somewhere else every 10 days or so, I will never ever understand. They are no more or less ethnic than I am, and I wouldn't get away with 0.1% of what they do.Edited by CAPP0 on Wednesday 26th April 23:39
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