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I’m sad to say that the local area is still plagued by flytipping – the above load was dumped on Friday 7th April 2017 at Barracks Lane, just over the border in Staffordshire, and reported on Facebook by the crew from the Lichfield Mercury.
I’m sad to say hotspots in Brownhills and Aldridge – as well as across the area – are still being blighted by flytippers, often clearly working on a commercial scale – flytipping is a public menace, harms the environment, can be a danger to people and wildlife and costs a lot of money to clean up.
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I’ve had a very credible message from a Brownhills resident who very nearly had their pet dog stolen oven the weekend, and warns readers to beware of tatters and door-to-door handymen.
Brownhills Councillor Steve Wade has been in touch recently on a number of local issues, and I’m very glad to see him developing an online presence and keeping us informed of stuff he’s dealing with – and I’m very grateful for the positive moves he’s made to communicate with me and the blog – there’s more to come from Steve later this week.
I noticed today the following press release from Walsall Council. It seems the lads with the pickups are out again, now punting for rubbish removal (presumably, the tatting market is becoming too crowded). They charge a small fee, then dump … Continue reading →
As I was cycling to work the other day, I found myself behind a tat-wagon. I normally see two or three of these vehicles on any journey around the Black Country. We all know the kind of thing; a dirty … Continue reading →