Wednesday 9 March 2011

The right to bear arms

The Previous Occupants were your normal couple in their 70's. 'Traditional' taste in carpets and decor (see previously posted photo of open-plan bathroom for swirly red carpet and acres of anaglypta wallpaper...). A fondness for beige, as exhibited in their choice of bathroom suite and tiles in both kitchen AND bathroom, complete with floral and countryside scenes. And a love of dogs, which a year on, is still obvious every time I vacuum the red swirly carpet.

As the work goes on, we are building up a more detailed picture of their lives. Their DIY skills left a little to be desired. A one metre piece of skirting board in the bathroom was fixed with two flat head screws, two phillips screws, and four nails. The mind boggles.

Events took a more disturbing turn when we found a shotgun licence, hidden at the bottom of an old filing cabinet. Nothing too unusual there, this is the countryside. Until I remembered that he was registered blind.

Every day brings more junk mail for them. Lots of stuff from animal charities. Catalogues with elastic-waisted beige slacks. Fairly run of the mill stuff for people of a Certain Age.

And then yesterday, came not one but TWO copies of The Flag, a newsletter produced by the National Democratic party - previously known as the National Front. Eek.

I don't think I'm alone in thinking a blind, Far Right sympathiser is probably not really the best person to be in legal possession of a shotgun...

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