Parking ticket left bitter taste
After dropping off my family and 20 minutes of searching for parking at the recent Toronto Garlic Festival, I decided to hoof it from afar. I saw about a hundred drivers doing the same along Bayview Ave.; seemed like the logical place.
My better half did the zoo run Saturday and surprised our youngest son and I with a hotel stay to celebrate my favourite remedy with my oldest son and his family on Sunday. It was a delightful event. A few hundred dollars spent on account of the fare was understandable.
But there is a toadstool sandwich with arsenic sauce that still nauseates me, Mr. Grinch. A $40 “Park signed highway during prohibited times/day.” I took pictures through foliage to show how only after navigating the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled knots with a 39-and-a-half-foot pole, could any Who, driving all the way from Whoville, see a sign.
The organizers might consider growing someone’s heart next year. The crooked ticket junk; stink, stank, stunk. Richard Chmura Sr., Brantford After discovering at about 4 a.m. that my truck (and at least six other neighbours’ vehicles) had its windows smashed, I called 911. After they transferred me to non-emergency, I reported what happened, and asked to have police come and scout out the area. I was told no one is coming, and to call back after 7 a.m. to report it.
Are you kidding? Sorry to inconvenience the police, but I thought they were employed to serve and protect? Perhaps if they drove around the area, they may have seen the thugs in the process of committing a break-in.
Not only am I in shock at having these thugs so close to my home, but not having the security of police present has really upset me. Maybe that’s why these punks commit the crime during these hours, knowing the police will not bother to investigate until 7 a.m.
I called at 7 a.m. as requested to report the break-in and have yet to have anyone call me back. Toronto police should be ashamed of themselves — or is it too early for that? Lori McCarroll, Scarborough The new word of the year is “crackdown.” I counted it at least four times in the A section Sept. 24, and it has been overworked for weeks. Instead try: crushing, quelling, stifling, suppression or other words more suited to the government or military action involved.
Next it will be spreading to the sports section and beyond. Ted Hutchison, Toronto