There are plenty of Chinese whispers running around the park at the moment, the main one being the cryptic message in the minutes of the second meeting published on the official blog.
Who instigated the email asking for a meeting between the Town Hall and Mi-Sol Park?
What is the meeting about? Does it affect all of us or only some of us?
No doubt all will be revealed by our beloved leader when she thinks we are mature enough to hear the news and she will not be demeaning herself by sharing it.
Even three monthly meetings on the bar terrace would be better than the present situation of no meetings at all. The less people are told, the more the rumours multiply.
A misolite was robbed again this week, obviously by someone who knew he was out and what was in his house. They ripped the door from its frame. Stole a large flat screen TV, and went on their merry way. No, they didn't take the remote control or anything else in the house. Just the large TV. The misolites living next door, didn't hear a thing.....
Another misolite thought her luck had changed when she was offered a bicycle free of charge - gratis.....as she skipped her way from the bottom of the site to the top of the site, little did she know there were other eyes on her new (as yet unseen) bicycle. You know what is coming now, don't you?.....Yep, you are right!! By the time she got there the bicycle had been nicked! It was only left unattended for a very short time.....and that's all it takes.....a very short time. Be very careful folks, we have many unsavoury characters wandering around the park just waiting for their chance to steal something....and make someone's life a little bit more stressful....sooooo, BE CAREFUL. Our misolite from the bottom of the site ended up with a lovely cycle helmet, she can't really go out wearing it tho' because everyone would probably say "where's yer bike, then". How annoying.
A funny event happened in the bar the other night, just a little teasing and lightweight bantering.
A certain misolite was overheard telling a mate who he was friends with on Facebook. Mr.A said "you are not friends with my son"....."Oh yes I am" said Mr. B. "Go one then, prove it" said Mr. A
so Mr.B using modern technology quickly tapped in a few commands and there for all to see was a picture of Mr.A's son. To add insult to injury Mr B went on to say "and, I am friends with his mother"....he may as well have added, so there. Mr. A. went apoplectic (red in the face to you plebs) he was clapped on the back by the resident glass collector. "There, there" he soothed. (the glass collector that is) Mr. B. wasn't finished. "By the way" he smarmed "he is also friends with a pop star". "A pop star" splutted Mr. B. "Who"? "I couldn't possibly say" smirked Mr. A "But his initials are GG"--"GG!!" said Mr. A.......These were his last words before he fainted and slid of his bar stool. "Can't you take a joke?" asked Mr.A
The park still needs a really good weeding, strimming or whatever else the gardener does to keep the park looking tidy. There seems to be a lot of weeds and debris around and about.
The last time the roads were repaired i.e. 20 tons of gravel was delivered. This was spread out by a few volunteers and the gardener of the day. The whole thing took between 3 to 4 hours and cost approximately 200 Euros. Obviously tarmacing the roads would solve this problem.
As I've Matured...
I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.
Adios all you Misolites.....bye the way the sun is shinning again
xx
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