I opened the curtain this morning, looked to the left and saw a bank of lovely yellow crocus, Spring is on the way.
But then I looked to the right and once again was horrified at the scene, the front garden contains a mattress with rolls of carpets on top of it and lots of plastic wrapping, it has been there 5 weeks now. I have phoned the council and they cannot do anything about it as long as it is on not their property.
I think a note through the door is in order. I don't want it to appear nasty so is there anyone out there who would write me a humerous poem (I am rubbish, I tried) that might encourage them to get it moved.
polly xx