The Bullying continues

For the next few days I've other things to do, but on Tuesday I bimble in to town and see Faviola who busy trying to avoid the man in the nylon shirt and the cops. She says they're out hassling people again, and sure enough I soon come across O’hagen and the cop hassling the girl with the watch-selling operation.

I say “Excuse me madam, are these gentlemen bothering you?” and she laughs. I tell her that she is to ask them “which statuatory legislation are they using to deprive her of her livlihood?” and tell her “It’s bollocks what they're talking” and the copper says he’ll arrest me if I say bollocks again. Fortunately I know this trick of theirs so instead I say “I’ll be back in 5 minutes with copies of the relevent legislation” and the cop says “I’ll be in O’hagen’s office”.

I get on my bike (two wheels this time) and ride back to Walcot Street to get the documents. It is not far, and I do not even have to look for the documents because they are on my desk, right where I left them. I cycle back to town but the cop has gone, so I go to O’hagen’s office. It has taken me 12 minutes at the most. Guess what? O’hagen is not there again. And neither is the cop. The receptionist says I should calm down and I say It’s difficult being calm when you’ve just had your living taken away from you for the second time by the same Council department. Dowding appears. I ask him if O’hagen or the cop are here and he says no, so I ask him which piece of statutary legislation is he using to deprive me of my livlihood and he says the Local Government (Miscellaneous Provisions) Act 1982. I say can I have a look at that then please and he says he will not show me any documents at all, but I can find them in the library.

I say something along the lines of “Mate, you are not a very nice man are you?” and leave the building. I go to the library and then I spend a long time on the internet. Needless to say, no documents relating to the Local Government (Miscellaneous Provisions) Act 1982 make any mention of any of the rubbish these twits have been burbling. Have a look for yourself here and here.

The council's strategy is apparently to fatigue people into submission by terrorising us with vague threats so we have to go and find whatever piece of legislation it they're claiming to enforceand go back to them and say “no mate, look, here is the document”, and then they fling some other bullshit at you. The difficulty is they are being paid some huge salary to sit around and make up this bollocks (paid by us council tax payers) but I earn nothing while I have to run around on a paper chase.

The Council and the cop are clearly wrong. They are the school bullies who grew up and got jobs. Ambrose Blimfield was born in Bath, is native to the city, and he only sells material created in Bath. How is it that I'm supposed to pay coucil tax to people who want to stop me trading legally in my own home town?

Avon and Somerset Police issued Bliumfield with his Pedlar's Certificate, so they are acting inconsistently if they now say it is not valid. The police apparently took his cash under false pretenses.

That’s all I can be bothered to write for the moment. Its late. Email me or ring if you want any other info. Meantime I’ll put up more stuff when I’ve got a minute or if something else happens. Cheers.

All photographs by Paul at http://www.paulandpaul.co.uk/

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