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Stallion Explosion writes "I was in a record shop in Melbourne, flicking through the vinyl, when I found a record entitled 'Hackney Council Are A Bunch Of Cunts'"

We agree.

Have you been trapped in the relentless petty minded bureaucracy of your local council?
Why does it require 3 forms of ID to get a parking permit when the car in question is busy receiving a parking ticket right outside the parking office?

Or do you work for Hackney Council?

(, Thu 26 Jul 2007, 10:51)
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Having not being given any bins...
...we used to just put our rubbish into bin bags and just pile them outside, which was fine, but then the council decided that they would no longer take away rubbish that was not in a bin.
As we have a big house (15 bedroom student house), we had asked about having bins before, cos 20 festering bin bags in your yard is no picnic. We were promised them by our landlords (who are lying bags of shit at the best of times), but we kind of forgot about that for a bit, until the whole 'rubbish must be in a bin' thing came in.
We had no idea about this, until after all our rubbish had been sitting nicely in the sun for about a week or so, a bloke from the council knocked on our door to complain about our rubbish not being in bins and the way it was all decaying and gross, health and safety hazard etc. I explained how we would dearly love to use bins, but they still haven't given us any (our house used to be part of the college here and didnt generate nearly as much trash as us, so it just didn't occur to them to give us the nice big dumpsters we have now). He said there must have been a mistake and that he would check into it, with no word of apology for having had a go at me about it. Bah.

I then wondered how he knew it was our rubbish, other then it being behind our house, but then i noticed a skanky looking, greenish, damp smelly envelope with our address on in his hand. It must have been in the rotting trash for at least a week, and it still makes me smile to think of him rooting around in all our mouldy rubbish.
Ha. Tramp.
(, Thu 26 Jul 2007, 20:33, Reply)

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