Jim Evans wrote recently about dog wardens hiding in bushes in Exeter. Today he writes again with a very sinister development, and proof, if more were needed, that we in Exeter live in some kind of totalitarian police state.
CITY SEEMS TO BE GOING TO THE DOGS
12:00 - 26 April 2006
It made my blood boil to read about the mess, filth and damage caused by travellers, yobs, graffiti artists, muggers etc in recent editions of the Echo. On the morning of January 25, it was cold and windy. I was walking my 17-year-old dog Cindy up Trews Weir Reach Road. On the right hand side is a 12ft long grass bank with a 10ft wall and a bush at the bottom.
I passed a dirty white van half-way up, which was parked with two blokes sitting inside.
My old dog toddled down the bank to urinate.
When she came back, I put her on the lead and crossed Topsham Road.
After a few minutes, one of these chaps from the van said that he was a dog warden and my dog had defecated at the bottom of the bank. I said: "Are you sure?" He said: "Oh yes, I have done a temperature test and it was 86F."
So I went back to investigate and found a little mess on the grass. I bagged it and asked: "Are you happy now?" He said, with a smile: "No, I am not. I am going to give you a ticket and it's going to cost you £50 and I want your name and address.
"If you do not pay within 14 days, you will have to appear in court. The Civic Centre will deal with you."
I did protest but after several typed letters and phone calls, council officials insisted I must pay for my crime or go to court.
No wonder Exeter is in a mess - it's going to the dogs!
Jim Evans
Of course, I'm outraged by the conduct of this dog warden. The temperature of the turd should have been given in the metric Celsius, not the archaic Farenheit.
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