Thanks to Susan Ormrod
A reader writes…
We have a huge council house at the end of our street.
A grumpy old woman with a pack of fierce dogs runs the extended family that lives there. Her car isn’t taxed or insured, and doesn’t even have a number plate, but the police still do nothing. Her bad-tempered old man is famous for upsetting foreigners with his racist comments.
A shopkeeper blames him for ordering the murder of his son and his son’s girlfriend, but nothing has been proved yet.
All the kids have broken marriages except the youngest, whom everyone thought was gay.
Two grandsons are meant to be in the Army but are always seen out in nightclubs.
The family’s odd antics are always in the papers.
They are out of control.
Honestly — who’d live near Windsor Castle?