Welcome to my Friday’s Rants from the Soap Box in my Living Room. A small space in the week where I can have a chunter about things that have made me twitch with annoyance or made me question if the world has gone mad or not….
I also linked up with MummyBarrow for her Ranty Friday. You can find her blog and link up here if you’d like to join in. A good rant can be therapeutic.
So, I am walking along our road, the other day, and I happened to notice this….
ALL the way along the wall, from the start of our road, along my neighbours wall, and ours, to the end of the wall, where it reaches my other neighbours gate. Some toe rag, some mindless twerp, has decided that our walls needed decorating with their inane and pointless “tags” in purple and blue spray paint. It wasn’t there the day before, and our street is pretty busy, so I doubt whoever it was did it during the day, so I assume it was artistically placed (and can you tell I am being sarcastic?) overnight.
Seriously? Graffiti gets my blood boiling. It’s wanton damage to property, other people’s property. It’s unsightly and a jolly nuisance (I very nearly swore there, but decided to mind my tongue) and a huge pain to wash off or remove. My neighbour is quite elderly and looks after her very frail, much older husband, she certainly should not have to scrub this awful stuff off her walls, and I don’t have the time, and frankly don’t see why I should.
Why do they think it is OK to do this? Would it be OK for me to come round with a large tub of Sudocreme (the choice weapon in our house) and smear it all over their bedroom walls and possessions? Can I take an indelible marker pen and go and write all over their front door “I am a property destroying pillock who likes to spray silly things on other peoples house walls”?
It’s annoying and unsightly. Now if it was Banksy, with one of his rather clever and interesting piece of artwork, which actually look like something, or symbolise something, then that’s one thing, although I don’t condone damaging other peoples property to get a message across, or if it was something at least symbolic like these “Our Diamond Queen” which at least meant something, and actually looked attractive, and were allowed to stay up, at least locally, until the jubilee celebrations were over, but just scrawling on property that doesn’t belong to you, for the sake of it, is wrong.
Fortunately, our council takes these things quite seriously, and I was heartened to know, that my council tax does get used sensibly and they have a team who will come out and clean it up, and the police also will visit and may actually recognise the tag, and then track down the offending spray can wielding little prat or prats. Frankly, I know what I would do if I came across them, and they would be walking funny and washing spray out of their hair for weeks. (Ok, I am only joking, but I am furious, and it is tempting!) I was given their details by a friend (thanks Pete) after I ranted on social media, and have already logged a call with them, and they are coming on Monday to start the clean up.
So, that’s my rant aired. Feel free to comment, or add your thoughts and if you feel like it trot off to Mummy Barrow’s Ranty Friday and see what other bloggers are steaming about this week….