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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Lying
When Mr Moogy and I started out we had too much sexy time and got pregnant a bit before we expected too. So there was him working for beer money and me in the middle of a degree living in halls/at home suddenly needed a home for us all. Anyway we assumed we'd get help, housing association or something due to our low income.
I found out though I would not get help unless I lied. Someone in housing at the council told me to pretend I had split up with Jon, get the house and then get back together.
We didn't lie and muddled through somehow, just about paying our own mortgage on our home we got honestly, albeit frustratingly so when others around me did do the suggested lying malarky and had a lot more money than we did (I'm not a daily mail reader honest!).
( , Sun 29 Jul 2007, 17:34, Reply)
When Mr Moogy and I started out we had too much sexy time and got pregnant a bit before we expected too. So there was him working for beer money and me in the middle of a degree living in halls/at home suddenly needed a home for us all. Anyway we assumed we'd get help, housing association or something due to our low income.
I found out though I would not get help unless I lied. Someone in housing at the council told me to pretend I had split up with Jon, get the house and then get back together.
We didn't lie and muddled through somehow, just about paying our own mortgage on our home we got honestly, albeit frustratingly so when others around me did do the suggested lying malarky and had a lot more money than we did (I'm not a daily mail reader honest!).
( , Sun 29 Jul 2007, 17:34, Reply)
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