‘Occasional boisterousness’ falls a little short of the mark, Mr Tippler

In response to Mr Tippler ‘Immigrants are bad? Take a look at some ‘honest, hardworking English’ (Mailbox, June 14) and his foresight that someone would be itching to advise him, I indeed for the first time in my life, leapt from my chair to pen this response.

My family are Spalding born and bred and we have enjoyed our pretty market town for many generations.

I come from honest, hard-working class parents who raised us to treat everyone with respect, regardless of their background, something I hope to have passed on to my teenage daughter.

My husband and I moved to our home, which backs on to the Coronation Channel, 15 years ago, and the demise of its beautiful river bank location has become only too apparent over the last few years, caused mainly, in my opinion (which is based on personal observations) by the immigrant population.

To let our dog run freely along the bank is a thing of the past. Barbecue debris including bones, beer cans and bottles, carrier bags and food packaging have all been lovingly retrieved by our dog. On one occasion the tree stump that had been lit to form a make-shift grill was still smouldering the following morning!

Let’s not forget these ‘overwhelmingly honest, hard-working immigrants’ that have pitched tents and set up residence within the trees on the lower banks, moving on when the rubbish has piled up or the smell of faeces has become too much!

There have been countless occasions that our dog has been hosed, then bathed after rolling in fish guts and bones left in the grass and I can only assume foreign anglers are entitled to some ‘closed season’ privileges as they are fishing every weekend, and I have yet to witness any fish being returned to the water!

As for our town centre, which as a female is increasingly intimidating to walk through – I feel Mr Tippler’s comment of “occasional boisterousness” may fall a little short of the mark. The guy I saw urinating on the footpath at the traffic lights on Winsover Road one Sunday afternoon appeared very boisterous indeed!

The stories I have heard are countless but the points I have raised here are just a few personal experiences and observations.

I suggest that during one of his town walks, Mr Tippler opens his eyes a little wider or at least removes those blinkers!

The employers and landlords of the town are here to jump to the defence of these ‘pillars of our community’ which leaves me pondering on just why Mr Tippler feels the need to do so himself?

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