restaurant where I am to celebrate my best friend's 25th birthday this evening.
Our house is set back down a one mile lane which is clearly marked with two blank and white signs reading 'PRIVATE ACCESS ROAD. PLEASE KEEP CLEAR'. Apart from once, this has kept 'the track' as we call it (though it is tarmaced) clear of any obstruction. Well today I find some f**king hulking great Discovery parked there. Sort of half in the bush and half on the road. I cannot get past.
I assumed that it was someone walking their dog beside the Stour which runs about 200m from the track as there are little pathways that lead down to its banks. I went down there hunting for the perpetrator but found nothing.
I am f**king livid and want to smash his windows in with an iron bar.
Do it, do it now!
On an unrelated note, anyone know the number for Bournemouth nick?
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