There I was, strolling along the Flinty landscape,when what should I encounter but a council employee gleefully whizzing around on a huge machine slicing down a massive great swathe of grass ... but it wasn't "just" grass .. it was a lovely, weedy field. Weedy in the best sense of the word. He was having a whale of a time .... tearing along, swerving right and left, going round in bigger and bigger circles...... and leaving behind a devastated, insect-free, squodged and destroyed web of thriving, interactive life ..... beetles, butterflies, moths, woodlice, spiders,caterpillars and the like, which would have been, in turn, food for loads of other creatures in the food chain. It wasn't as if all that vegetation was getting in anybody's way. And it wasn't his fault ..... those all-knowing Masters of the Universe known as "council officials" had sent him out on his glorious, pointless and in fact highly destructive mission. Oh, they're bright sparks that lot. Round our way if often seems that they can do nothing right at all. You would scarcely believe it. Do these people not listen to anything or anybody ? Is pig-ignorance the bog-standard level of competence ? Think carefully now ! Er .... YES. Anyway, I'm going to write to my MP about it. That'll put the shits up them, I bet. But I'm not betting much. About 2/6 in old money. Sic transit gloria mundi. Come on then ...uplifting music is the thing ..... and you won't find anything more wonderful than this .... bloody anthemic .....
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