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Ok, who is jealous of the residents of Aberystwyth?
www.telegraph.co.uk/motoring/news/8632538/Motoring...l
They have scrapped traffic wardens!
I've never had a ticket, but I have watched a traffic warden pounce when a woman was juggling several toddlers, shopping and hunting for change to go in a meter. Didn't give her a chance!
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Firstly, let me emphasise that I am not a chauvinist or misoginist. However, it is an observed feature of many females that prior preparation in the payment department is woeful. Not until the final amount appears on the checkout screen, do they even consider hunting for their purse, in a cavernous handbag (it is usually somewhere under the contents of the Maybelline warehouse and the spare pair of flip flops).
I've never seen a Warden even approach what might be considered "pouncing speed", more often moving with the spped and gait of a large herbivore and the consideration of a jackal.
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I know to some (usually selfish drivers and parents) it sound like heaven BUT it's actually rather bad in Aberystwyth - drivers have had fights, ambulances and fire engines have not been able to go down roads.
Personally I'd be happy IF they did something I saw a refuse lorry do in Soho many years ago when faced with such cars @ around 2:00am - PUSH them out of the way using the truck
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However, it is an observed feature of many females that prior preparation in the payment department is woeful.
So very true! They almost look surprised when the checkout staff read out the bill at the end, whereas most men will have the card/money ready for the inevitable. Perhaps Bobbin can explain the trait?
Edited by unthrottled on 13/07/2011 at 15:09
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Imagine a world without Traffic Wardens, legions of council busybodies, oodles of quangocrats. Imagine a small cheaply run Government that does exactly what it promises it will do when it gets elected. Imagine a state machine thats far less nanny and preachy all the time. Imagine a world without hundreds of so called experts banging on about this that and the other...constantly saying everythings bad for you and we're all going to die. Imagine a country where benefits are a temporary safety net and not an alternative lifestyle. Imagine a world that has no irritating single issue campaigners banging on about the environment or patagonian gerbils or what have you, or god botherers trying to convert you. Imagine a world where people were actually discouraged from pestering their fellow beings unless specifically invited. Imagine a world where a UK government actually put the interests of the UK first, foremost and exclusively. Just imagine.
Bliss. Put that to John Lennons music and I'll dance to it!
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Ive had three tickets in my time, one of them was fair enough as i did leave it in a marked loading zone but one of the others was contestable, i drove my disabled mother into town, displayed her blue badge clearly and got a ticket for being on yellows. On the slip demanding payment it said "vehicles with valid disabled badges displayed clearly on the vehicle are permitted to park" so when i pointed out a disabled badge was displayed they essentially said "no it wasnt."
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I got one for being in a residents' parking bay (on the street). It was late on a Friday night and I was late for a dinner. A friend who had previously received a parking ticket gave me the yellow envelope. I displayed this on the windscreen to fool any traffic wardens.
Didn't work. He just put a ticket in the old envelope!
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Nope sorry. I always have my money ready. Although finding keys in a cavernous bag amongst the brollies, penknives, biros, phones, tissues and lipsticks I carry round is a faff, I grant you.
Edited by Bobbin Threadbare on 13/07/2011 at 18:06
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Hello Bobbin, penknives? are you boy scout? sorry just spotted the lipstick, girl scout? Some of you should try the parking in Edinburgh. The Taliban, as the wardens are not so affectionately known, are genuine b@st@rds. They make Pol Pot look like Santa Claus. I was looking for a space one day, for 2 minutes while I collected a key to a private car park in the building I was visiting. I pulled into a space right opposite a warden, next to pay machine. I was looking round for signs to indicate restrictions. Wasn't certain so decided to cross the road to ask the warden, he saw me approaching and literally scuttled off at Olympic speed. So I bought a 15 minute ticket, affixed it to the screen and went into reception and collected the key. Literally 2 minutes max. The b@st@rd had only come straight back as soon as I was inside and dumped a ticket on the car. The reason, I was in a reserved bay, the markings for which were under the car!!!. I was fuming, but I could not find the little twerp. I was deliberately targeted as he had watched me park. All he had to do was say it was reserved and I could have moved on. I felt absolutely rotten that he could actually do that to someone who was clearly looking to observe the law, what kind of people are these?? The appeals was a waste of time and almost gave me the impression that they considered I was lucky not to be put in the stocks and the car crushed for good measure. So Traffic Wardens, well Good for Aberystwyth is all I can say. Cheers Concrete
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Girl Guide, Patrol Leader, Kingfisher Patrol, circa 1996, at your service.
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St Georges Cubs and Scouts in Nineteen Hundred and Frozen to Death, well I started work in 1964 so there is a clue. Starling pack and then Seagull Patrol. Happy Days, especially with free swimming before church parade. Free swimming for all every Sunday morning, including our Brownies and Girl Guides, we had some really good fun. Still see one or two ex members around town. Never forget the good times. Cheers Concrete
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