Musings from the Merse
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Spitall looked a bit like this yesterday in the faux Spring. We once considered relocating from Hutton to here but a major factor on not doing so was the huge number of dogs (rarely see one walker with only one cur) and therefore the piles of 'waste' (as the notices call the crap) where ever you go. Not even safe on the beach below the tide mark. You can't see the excrement from here but believe me, it is there. Either in situ or lovingly placed in a plastic bag and then left abandoned for the careless shoe.
And the other thing I find unattractive about this rather faded seaside resort are the numerous unfriendly notices on people's gates prohibiting parking, turning your car or possibly breathing through your mouth. If they are ignored as the anti Dog Fouling posters then I have some sympathy with the householders. But the whole thrust is 'move on, Jimmy. We don't want your sort here'
The other image is of a Spitall Gate notice. I am not sure what it means. If you don't close the gate
we might escape?
Labels: Dog Poo, Spitall, Unfriendly notices.
Comments:
A Spittal is a kind of shelter built along roads in 16th and 17th century Scotland as a shelter from wolf attacks. I see it hasn't changed, then. Try living in an over-dogged terrace row where one of the neighbours alone has 4 dogs.There are some vile dog owners around who make things hard for the blue bagging minority.
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: 6:08 AM
I was always told that 'Spittal' isa corruption of a medieval hospital as in Spitall House near Hutton. But I suppose it might also serve as a refuge from wolves Introduction of wolves into Spitall might do wonders for local cur control after initial incontinence from sheer terror
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