Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Molly The Wally asks is my squirrel obsession out of
Serial criminal who do more taking than giving over the
festive period will receive an unwelcome Christmas card over the holidays from
the police. Repeat offenders will be sent tidings of goodwill by Surrey Police reminding
them of the consequences if they re-offend. ‘Remember we know who you are and
where you live,’ warns a message in the card. ‘If you persist in criminal
activity we will hunt you down and we will lock you up.’ These form part of an
anti- burglary campaign, dubbed ‘Operation Candlelight’, aimed at reducing the
traditional rise in crime over the winter months. Imagine my consternation when
I received this in the post. It came with a file!
We know where you are and what you have been doing it read!
We have seen you out on the park stalking it told me.
Stalking? Me, a stalker?
You will be prosecuted for noise pollution if you do not refrain
from excessive barking it informed me.
Furthermore I am told I will be fined for damaging park
property. Evidence includes shaking tree stumps to knock squiggles out of
Using branches to shake trees which often come off in my
Don’t they realise I do a very impawtant job? Ridding
Suburbia of vermin is my role. I need legal representation. My reputation has
been besmirched. What am I to do?
for 2012. Scalp count, after approximately 750 dog hours of dedication, a pitiful, miserable, woeful, pathetic and deplorable, zero, nothing, none, nitch, nada, nowt, NOT ONE. Oh well 2013 is another year!