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I'd like to think I've had something to do with this, but that would mean 1) some one reading this blog, which they don't (yet) and 2) someone noticing me taking down the registration numbers of all the cars illegally parked on Tregenna Place when I go to the Co-Op every morning. That autistic looking kid with the notebook, yeah that's me.

Anyway, the other day there were a load of road cones on the road, which most of the silver 4x4 driving emmets who are the worst culprits had just ignored and driven over. I wrote down all their numbers in my book and took a few photos on my phone. The next morning I was a bit late going to the Co-op because I'd followed Gemma and Jade (who were off-duty, in that they weren't wearing their hoodies, so I couldn't tell them apart) down to Porthgwidden and watched them messing about on the beach for a bit. There was a fat woman with white trousers and a stupid dog on a really long lead that had been shaved so that it's blotchy pink skin was showing in parts and it had these daft long hair bits round its feet. (I think the secret with anything you're shaving is that when it starts to go pink you stop, but this woman obviously thought her dog made her look like Kerry Katona or somebody).

Anyway by the time I got to the Co-op, 1) all the croissants had gone because the bloody EMMETS had bought them all, and 2) the Council had painted white lines saying 'Loading Only' on the road outside. So unless the silver 4x4 driving emmets think that means they can park there while they load their cars with our croissants, that should be that. I wrote down one number, but that was a delivery van to Yeungs the Chinese take away.

Gemma (or maybe Jade) left her bikini bottom in the bathroom.