http://www.hartlepoolmail.co.uk/news/As ... 4537457.jp

I wouldn't be best pleased to find a load of hedge clippings in front of my door. I don't know why the Mail have to refer to her as a 'spinster' though? Is it code for being a witch?

She used to teach at Brierton when I was there, and was often a bit eccentric I seem to remember.

she only did what the council/police/government are doing to us all, with the cameras
The bloke out the back of the Woodcutter was exactly the same - ask Mad John!!!!
What subject did she teach?

Maths and IT Studies I think, back when computers had to wheeled between locations because they weighed about 30 clem.

If she'd lived near me and gone on like that I'd have burnt her house down.

Much more effective than chewing on to get an ASBO.

Obviously I'd have given her a little of her own medicine first- using cameras to make sure I knew when she was in and then blocking the door up with trees.

it would take a while for a Giant Redwood to take root mind.

Burning house down a bit strong though. Mind you way courts are now you probably get less than an ASBO for that. Somrthing like 20 hours unpaid work.

All she needs is a right good seeing to, that'll calm her down.

true story this. My mam's younger brother (aka my Uncle Dave) has lived in Thornhill Gardens for donkeys years. When the kids were a bit younger, he got fed up with the old spinster constantly nagging and complaining about the kids playing outside.
His words to her were (exactly as he told the story to me), "Do you know what your problem is Nora? You've never had a fu-cking big hard cock between your legs."

I am seldom wrong in this field of counselling Mr Parmo.....

It would appear that me and Uncle Dave are kindred spirits.

Neither has Dibble.

Behind his legs maybe....