I had to look at the calendar for the date to see if what I read in your newspaper was not a late April Fool’s Day joke, but it was Friday April 12.
While living in Fintry I had my house broken into five times, and living in St Mary’s twice I had countless items of clothing – mainly denim tops and jeans – stolen off my drying rope.
I can go on and on, but I am not the only one to moan about this hell hole called Bonnie Dundee.
Are they having a laugh? Bullying at schools, rapes, murders, prostitutes, drugs – what a shambles.
I am just being told that an old man in our street has been mugged as I write this.
A well-mannered lady