Disgusted of Writtle

Well I am new to this blogging lark. It does seem though that unless you blog, have an opinion on Saturday night reality night TV, own an ipod or can understand a MacDonald's menu without the aid of a spotty 14 year old you do not belong in the year 2007.
So here goes...
So the last few jobs of the year to be collected had left the studio and people were off to share their pictures and albums with unsuspecting relatives when I noticed out of the first floor window a balding thirty something man bending down several times in his back garden. Only a few minutes earlier an excitable Scottie dog had been careering around like a Tasmanian devil only stopping to defecate.
The man was obviously collecting the dog poo on a piece of board and then flicking it over the wall of the next door funeral directors.
I watched to see this scene repeated several times hoping he would see me open mouthed and hide away in embarrassment.
I formed a cunning plan.
I left the studio a few minutes later and with my silver pen drafted a note to put through his door as I drive home.
It read 'You have been captured on CCTV throwing your dog's poo over your neighbours fence. If it is not removed by 5PM tonight the footage will appear on www.youtube.com by 6PM tonight along with your address. Yours sincerely disgusted of Writtle'
Do you think that will do the trick?
The fact is that I do not have CCTV at my studio and even if I did would not know how to upload it to www.youtube.com!
It gave me a laugh and hopefully him a shock on a miserable cold Christmas eve anyway!
luv gav x

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