There is trouble on the street again.
Apparently, according to rumour, 'they' are going to tarmac the street. 'They' are going to tarmac it soon. The nice man next door has been rushing round trying to clear stuff away and be braced for when the tar wagons arrive, working double speed on the cars brought to him to sort out. Regrettably it appears that the rumour has come from a tainted source.
We part own some of the land (it's too complicated for me) which means we would almost certainly be asked to cough up for the road, which would almost certainly wipe out our savings.
And 'they' are going to have to remove the controversial bollards because 'they' never told the council that the bollards were being put in and it's a conspiracy.
If it is a conspiracy it's a bit lame. I mean, compared to UFO's and a secret heir to the throne and Hitler's clone and Elvis on the moon, it is a bit vanilla, 'they' are conspiring to put bollards up at one end of an unadopted road.
Well, I think it is merely at the planning stage as the people who own the greatest of the percentage of the road have a head office at the Isle of Mann, so I am confident that they would probably get in touch before they started unloading pneumatic hammers, if only to try and squeeze a contribution to the cost out of us.
It is still, however, deeply unsettling.
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