Unfortunately I missed the moving in and birthday party for our neighbours today as I was prtending to be bob the builder and fix my brothers bathroom with him. Nonetheless my mother valiantly went along by herself and came back with some interesting tales. Due to never ending subdivisions there are now three different houses and a couple of seperate blocks of land down the end of our road. From the sound of it though things are not idylic down on the swampy flats and there is a bit of good old fashioned fueding going on. Supossedly two of the neighbors (I'll call them A & B because I don't know there real names as I've never met them), who from the one sided gossip I got, are right bastards have been telling some of the other neighbors (C & D) that if any of there livestock wanders onto their property it will be shot on sight. Naturally C & D were not overly thrilled about this and when about 20 of A's mangy goats wandered onto C's property he rounded them up and shot them, much to the amusement of D whose party it was.
If it wasn't for gumboot lines farming could nearly be tolerable.
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