[jaysay]

My Father Lived near the Civic Theatre in Ossy, and at one time when the Bank was open people used to park outside his door whilst they went to the bank. I lost count of the number of times I went to my Fathers and saw pilled in the gutter, neat little heaps of fag ash and Ciggy butts, where these lazy motorist emptied their car ash trays. I actually caught one woman dumping her fag ends one day, she wasn't very impressed with my words of one syllable I related to her actions, the supercilious-cow