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Why Municipalities Should Hire Spelling Nazis Craig Lotter | General Nonsense 02 OCT 2012

It bothers me greatly when I see misspellings on official government or municipal signage, mainly because it means that these incorrect spellings of words or use of grammar must have slipped through multiple nets and sign-offs in order to arrive in its final printed state, bearing gaffe for all to wonder and marvel at in its new public position.

Like this one in front of Gordon’s Bay’s main beach, just next to the Sunset Spur. Charming, this sign now makes it look as if fireworks are primarily the domain of people speaking with a heavy Chinese accent, you know, those “discharching” all of the fireworks!

Sigh.

No.

(On this whole note though – now that I’ve written the above, I seem to recall a terrible gaffe when Commerce I.T. designed and stuck up the plague for the newly completed TsiBA computer lab – with glaring spelling mistake and all – a spelling mistake which I had completely missed when I was asked to give the go ahead on the copy. So I guess this sort of thing really does just sometimes sort of happen – though in our defense, we pretty much took it down on the spot and had it replaced ASAP before any big wig could properly take notice! :P)

Our Municipal Black Wheelie Bin Delivered! My Life 25 OCT 2011

Wow, kudos to the municipality servicing Gordon’s Bay. Our black municipal rubbish bin was stolen last week Tuesday, and after opening a case with the police and alerting the municipality on Wednesday, we were told to wait 14 days for our new replacement wheelie bin – free of charge.

So you can very well imagine my surprise when today a truck rocked up at our gate bearing a load of fresh black rubbish bins on the back. A little bit of paperwork, an updated sticker, and our brand spanking new bin is now ready for duty.

And in only 4 working days.

Wow.

Now just to break out the paintbrush and paint so as to make sure that no one is going to surreptitiously remove this one!

Carpet Census Bin My Life 20 OCT 2011

Nice post title because it just rolls off the tongue when you say it out aloud, but actually it refers to three completely unrelated points that I’ve just happened to bundle all together because they all take place on the same day.

So let’s start with the carpet then shall we?

After noticing that Jessica is quite willing to stay on her tummy and flail around for longer the harder the surface she finds herself on, we yanked away all the protective cushioning and now let her roll around directly on the lounge carpet. Works pretty well except for the teeny weeny problem that our carpet is dirty. Very, very dirty.

It’s partly the cats fault, partly my disinterest in properly cleaning the bottom of my feet, and mostly because we only really yank the vacuum cleaner out every second month (if that), meaning that in addition to increasing Jessie’s tummy time, her immune system was probably also getting a good boost thanks to all the nasties down there.

Needless to say, we had to rectify the situation, and so we called upon Monty and Cheryl to come through for supper – and just maybe lug their fantastic Kirby vacuum cleaner along with them! ;)

Thankfully they accepted, and in amongst all the wine, tuna wraps, and ice-cream with strawberries, the Kirby proved yet again why it is by far the ultimate carpet cleaning machine! (Seriously, it looks like a brand new carpet, and achieving that with our carpet is an achievement to say the least!)

Anyway, at the same time, we also got added to the official SA stats, courtesy of Census 2011, with the arrival of a designated census worker outside my front gate during the afternoon. Being a little busy with work, I opted to take the form from her and fill it out on my own time before handing it back to her in the evening. So I dutifully did this, in pencil, and must congratulate her on having given me the correct estimate when I asked her how long I could expect this to take – she said 30 minutes and I did it in 30 minutes. (Shamefully, it would seem that everyone else that has done this, has done it in a far shorter period of time, so I’ll just put this done to being more dutiful than the rest then.)

On handing over the census back to the lady in the evening, Chantelle noticed that our black wheelie refuse bin hadn’t been returned yet, and after a cursory scan and chat to the complex maintenance guy, we were forced to assume that it had been pilfered from the herd. So off to the police station for a case number and a phone call to the municipality – 14 days to get a replacement one delivered, and at no cost to us, which is particularly nice to hear. Oh, and for now the rubbish placed in black bags will suffice for collection.

And with that, I have neatly concluded my Tuesday of Carpet Census Bin story, don’t you think?