Stop sending drunken young louts down my way

AFTER owning property at Burleigh for 20 years, I am now pleased to report to our illustrious Mayor Tom and his merry men in their insatiable push to make the Gold Coast a place where everyone wants to come.

The inability of those in power to recognise that not all who come want to be around the Cavill Avenue atmosphere.

But well done to you all for spreading the cancer to southern suburbs.

You have managed to install a large beer-drinking establishment right on the beach at Burleigh. There are already five plus others up the road for patrons who wish to indulge in this hospitality.

I have watched and have had to endure the changes that follow such an establishment and some of the patrons’ activities they perform when they depart the building.

On Saturday night, a group of 18 young male and three females came out the main doors, crossed the road and congregated at the barbecue in the park opposite. For entertainment, they decided it would be great fun to tear the branches off the trees that give the visiting families the shade.

I counted about four who climbed the tree whilst others pulled on the branch from below trying to break it off.

They were still drinking from drinks they had taken out from the pavilion. Why are they permitted to take drinks out? When they left the empty cans were left along with the bottles on the ground.

I decided I should call the police.

After having to call NSW, they gave me a number to call in Queensland.

After 10 minutes I again had to call NSW and was given another number, plus options, eventually getting a connection that just rang out.

I eventually had a connection answered.

I must say this lady officer was the nicest person I have spoken to, but unfortunately the morons in the park had started to move on as it was now over half an hour since I tried to contact police.

This is only a little of what we have to endure with this establishment and their ability to ingest normal human beings and pump them out the door as total idiots.

I also witnessed a couple searching for something in the gardens nearby. After 10 minutes one made a call on his phone and was obviously directed to a area in the garden where they both crawled around searching under the plants.

Finally one stood up with a package as big as a shoe box. They then both took off with some haste up to the top of the hill. Make your own decision on this.

Well done to those who aided in bringing Cavill Ave to Burleigh.

Now you can finish blocking out the sky and shading the beaches along the coast with your packed highrise mentality, and a push to turn all our roads into the M1.