Apparently her Turkish husband left her and went back to his family in Turkey. She went on holiday to Turkey in order to let him see the child. After some toing and froing with the family, he buggered off with the kid and hasn't been seen since. She could do no more in Turkey to find the child, so had to come home and pursue matters from over here.
There was one comment on the story when I picked it up (since deleted)
"Did you bring any fags back?"
I ruined a company keyboard that will no doubt come out of my meagre wages.
(I just pissed myself laughing at that again, while reading it back. Mrs Bucko gave me a funny look and said, "You know you shouldn't blog when you've had a drink". I love her deadpan humour. This one just keeps giving.)
Totally inappropriate comment but I loved it none the less.
The Telegraph did another story that I didn't get quite so much humour from. Apparently curtain twitching has reached a whole new technological level:
A TRAIL-BLAZING scheme to slow down motorists has been launched by a community armed with their own speed gun.
This is the future of speed enforcement. The crazy cat lady from down the street who knows everybodys business, now has a speed gun to snap you with from behind the floral drapes.
Busy bodying has really come into it's own with this one.
A 20mph ‘home zone’, the first of its kind in the area, has been set up in the Infirmary neighbourhood of Blackburn, giving pedestrians and cyclists priority over motorists.
Now I was always under the impression that roads were built specifically for motorists to use. It seems the 'speed kills' scare is starting to vilify drivers in the same way that second hand smoke has turned those who enjoy the deadly weed into the new social pariahs.
Volunteers are now being trained how to use a speed gun.
Any motorists caught speeding will have a police warning letter sent to their home.
A warning letter because a speed reading taken by a volunteer could never stand up in court. I'm tempted to speed down that street just to get my very own letter and force the police to prove their allegations in a court of law, or face being sued. The camera evidence from Mrs Jones by the chip shop would never be admissible in a court case so they wouldn't have a leg to stand on.
Sgt Paul Schofield backed the scheme and said speeding is the number one issue in that community.
I must take this opportunity to applaud Sgt Schofield, as he has obviously solved all the local crimes. PC of the year. All he has left to investigate is speeding and probably dog poo.
The ‘home zone’ project is a way of ‘reclaiming’ local streets from a traditional domination by cars.
While we're at it, why not reclaim local bridleways from traditional domination by horses; local airports from traditional domination by planes; local fish and chip shops from traditional domination by cod?
Thirty residents are to be trained to use the speed camera and are set to begin using them on the streets shortly.
I have to ask, what kind of a person volunteers for stuff like this?
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Comment of the year!
You married a Turk - what do you think reminded him of a kebab? is the best I could manage.
"Sgt Paul Schofield backed the scheme and said speeding is the number one issue in that community."
Jesus wept. We've Pauline Fucking Fowler pointing a laser at us - I suggest buying one of those dodgy Chinese lasers and returning the favour!
As you rightly point out, before the motor-car the streets were absolutely useless. We paid for them, we're taxed for them, and these parasites want to hitch a free ride.
Fuck them. I am getting a Trabant so I cannot speed, but they can enjoy my two-stroke.
I'd keep Pauline Fowler away from that!
I'm not sure about the Chineese laser but I might pop up there with a huge 1980's JVC video camera and see how she likes being filmed.
Eee. I'm going to bed.
Wankers.
The "busybody" aspect is a farce - it's a documented fact that the ones who demand police action to stop speeding drivers in "their" area, are regularly caught in nearby speed traps. And, almost without fail, if I stick to the limit when going through the nearby estate, the impatient BMW/Merc/Subaru etc sitting 10 ft from my bumper will suddenly turn off the main road and into one of the cul-de-sacs. I just hope the cunts run one of their own kids over some day...
At risk of rambling, I can't help noticing that when the bill have their traps (I refuse to acknowledge them as "saftey checks") on said estate, they always pick the top of a gentle dip in the road, knowing full well that most drivers will pick up a bit of speed going downhill. I once asked the local cop at one of our regular parish council meetings why there was never any sign of a speed gun at the other end of the estate, where 2 lanes into one at a set of traffic lights is used as the local race track. Apparently it's too dangerous, as they don't have anywhere safe to stop drivers....
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