Council Cunts
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)
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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Water water everywhere...
Actually there was just the normal amount of water, but I liked the phrase. This isn't about the council, but what the hell.
Anyway: in the early 90s a friend and I moved into a flat in a recently converted Victorian house. We registered properly with all the service companies (and the council tax) and got proper responses from all of them, except the water company. Their reply was that as the building had only just been converted they had no rateable value for it yet, so there was nothing to pay - yet. We contacted them regularly but they still hadn't made up their minds.
On the very day that we were moving out they sent us a massive bill, to be paid in one go. How we laughed as we dropped it down the drain immediately outside the flats.
6 months after we were in our new house I recieved a letter asking, in so many words, 'Are you the Mr. Singingringtree that lived at X Flats during the period, etc etc.?' I just wrote back saying 'no.'
Never heard from them again. Never felt bad about it. If they'd have got their fingers out in a reasonable time we'd have paid the installments, but they didn't so sod 'em.
( , Fri 27 Jul 2007, 7:36, Reply)
Actually there was just the normal amount of water, but I liked the phrase. This isn't about the council, but what the hell.
Anyway: in the early 90s a friend and I moved into a flat in a recently converted Victorian house. We registered properly with all the service companies (and the council tax) and got proper responses from all of them, except the water company. Their reply was that as the building had only just been converted they had no rateable value for it yet, so there was nothing to pay - yet. We contacted them regularly but they still hadn't made up their minds.
On the very day that we were moving out they sent us a massive bill, to be paid in one go. How we laughed as we dropped it down the drain immediately outside the flats.
6 months after we were in our new house I recieved a letter asking, in so many words, 'Are you the Mr. Singingringtree that lived at X Flats during the period, etc etc.?' I just wrote back saying 'no.'
Never heard from them again. Never felt bad about it. If they'd have got their fingers out in a reasonable time we'd have paid the installments, but they didn't so sod 'em.
( , Fri 27 Jul 2007, 7:36, Reply)
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