Ham Cottage Gypo Diary: Day 5
I opened the lead shutters 5 days ago and my sore eyes were greeted by what my ears had warned me about just half an hour earlier may be happening as I rose from my custom-built cage in the corner of the lounge,. a gaggle of paddies atop assorted diggers and JCBs were in the process of ripping up green field dale and hedge row adjoining my boundary.
Dressing quickly I called 999. Hello, police?
This is the police service, how may we be of service?
I am a chartered accountant and member of the worshipful Skinners' Guild and need to speak to the Chief Superintendent, his worshipful master 3rd dan, Oliver Troupeaux, please put me through. ... it's Hampster.
At once, Sir, please hold ...
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Yes Hampster, what it it?
Sir, I have a load of gypos moving in next door, can you send the national guard down, fully tooled up. It's just not on, not in my back yard!
Now look, Hampster, times are changing and there's only so much space for ordinary people who will have babies and multiply, particularly gypos. I'll look into it and have a word with Lodge Chief, Marrion Brante over at the Main Hall,.. get back to you before the end of the week.
There's no time for that, Sir, they'll have plumbing and jacuzzis installed by Thursday!! and taking it from my water supply!!!
Calm down, Hampster and leave it with me. These people are somewhat protected as a minority ... I can't promise anything at all but I can tell you moving is always an option, as is paying increased council tax if you stay as King Charles needs more cash to hand out to them and assorted new arrival wogs etc. We all have pensions to think about, Hampster.
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