OK, a belter just happened to us about half an hour ago. And am online now so am gonna put it here.
Apropos of nothing, this morning, we got talking about something we hardly ever have discussed - getting rid of the junk caravan in our back garden (my mate left me it before she died and it was already falling apart but I hadn't got the heart to deal with it...)
Husband was saying maybe we should dismantle it then ring the local traveller gentlemen to come and get the scrap metal (which we have with similar things in the past). I was saying, maybe we should leave it intact, drag it out front, then ring them or just leave for them as they come past occasionally and take the scrap metal people in the village leave out. Dismantling caravans isn't summat we talk about much.
Not a subject we have discussed for months as since covid, they''ve been coming past less often.
Ten minutes later a man comes to our gate. A traveller.
"I was just passing and saw the caravan in your back garden..."
We let him look at it and it's too crap for him to buy or tow, but he advised us to dismantle it then him or his mates will come back.
Is there an Irish traveller Siri or Alexa device we weren't aware of?
I have heard of it previously but what is crumb cake?VERY minor coincidence.
I made a crumb cake earlier. This is something I make 2 or 3 times a year - it's certainly not on the regular rota, and the last one I made was a bit of a disaster because I thought 3/4 cup buttermilk was equivalent to 3/4 pint of buttermilk. (Pro tip - it's not.). Having taken it out of the oven, the Teenager has just come in from school, glanced at it, and remarked, "I was thinking about crumb cake earlier..."
Sweep all the crumbs from past meals into a container until it's full. Add water and bake in an oven.I have heard of it previously but what is crumb cake?
...a man comes to our gate. A traveller.
"I was just passing and saw the caravan in your back garden..."
Be. Careful.
Reconsider your security measures.
maximus otter
I would also like to know more about crumb cake. Is it like crumble cake?I have heard of it previously but what is crumb cake?
I think you are over reacting.
\I have heard of it previously but what is crumb cake?
I would also like to know more about crumb cake. Is it like crumble cake?
LOL. Yes, I get what you mean. There's nothing we can do about it as the travellers pass all the time - big flat open fields for miles around so anyone can see into the gardens from the nearby lane - and we're the only one with a six foot fence - but caravan shows above it, so not surprised they saw it. For years we've given them our scrap metal, as do most folk round here - to the point we have their phone number... (As do most neighbours). I do have a very scary looking staffy who is a brilliant guard dog and was barking like mad behind me, the entire time we were chatting with him, and that's about all we can do, really, being in the middle of nowhere. We have security lights and the scary dog but nothing else and police can take several hours to get out here, as we've seen with past incidents (mainly our criminal neighbours who seem to occupy the local coppers far more than the travellers do), so there's bugger all can be done.
Be. Careful.
Reconsider your security measures.
maximus otter
Bit disappointed to read prejudiced comments concerning members of the Traveller community.
Yes, I wouldn't even have mentioned he was a traveller if it hadn't been for the fact we were having a very specific conversation then ten minutes later he turned up! It's not massively relevant, but just a detail without which my story would make no sense.I'd point out that this thread is not intended to be a place for dispensing either security tips or views on ethnic propensities.
The first is best conducted via PM; the second is best left unsaid.
"Just because you think it, you don't have to tell us," as my mother would admonish.
Funny, sounds like my Sunday today. In fact, like the whole weekend . . .whilst not exactly having an existential crisis but certainly pondering when I became perceived as 'competent'
"Yep, I imagined myself as more Stevie Nicks - or possibly Kate Bush." And in that creepy way it does, the phone picked up my thought and guess who it played next? "Hello Earth... hello Earth..."
Probably trying to prevent you taking piccies of them. Devious little creatures them fairies.I'm wondering if the 'fairies' nicked my camera tripods.
Maybe I should ask for them back?