Trolley 511

Trolley 511, from Sainsbury's, was captured at the creationists' den in East Street. Three trolleys there altogether, but a bit far to be pushing more than one, what with all the bumpy stones for the blind (of which there seem to be a lot on the stretch in question), one thing and another. So I just took the one.

But I did notice that there was a great deal of low level litter between the pavement and the front door. Creationists must be both messy and mean: messy because of all the litter they leave lying about, mean because they are not prepared to pay for a janitor to clear up after them.

Returned to the stack at Kiln Lane where once again there were lots of boys and girls from Glynn School milling about, this being around 11:00 on a Tuesday morning.

On into Ewell Village where I noticed that the restaurant near what used to be the village lock-up was closed up and the freehold of the premises were up for sale. A place which has been through a number of incarnations in our time in Epsom, all of them rather good as far as I can remember, although we never got in the habit of visiting them on a regular basis. Mostly recently Rafayel. The one before did a rather good line in black pudding as a starter. Very soft and succulent.

According to the date on Street View, snapped above, the place has been shut since at least the end of March, and I must have been past several times since then. At least once a week, probably more. Mind must have been elsewhere - if not absent altogether.

On the left we have the lock-up, while on the right we have the Neapolitan Kitchen, a place we used to visit from time to time, but not for a few years now. A place which used to be the King William IV, the King Billie to its friends, another place I used to visit from time to time on the way home from work.

On into Longmead Road, where a chap was chopping up the branches of one of trees that came down in one of our recent storms. Chopping with what looked, from 10 yards or so, to be a small battery powered Bosch chain saw. At least two batteries, possibly the same as the one on our Bosch hedge trimmer. Blade maybe 18 inches long. It was going quite slowly compared with a more serious chain saw, but it was going. Batteries have come a long way in the last few years!

And so home to read about all the millions of pounds which seemed to have passed through a firm called Fowler Oldfield - without any proper certificates of provenance. A matter first raised in the free Metro and noticed back in December, but which has now made it to the Financial Times. Would you buy a used car from the chap snapped above? Why does he look like that if he operates out of the offices snapped back at reference 3?

References

Reference 1: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2022/05/trolley-510.html.

Reference 2: Yorkshire gold dealer helped launder £266mn in cash, trial told: Suspicions roused after ‘substantial amounts’ deposited into Fowler Oldfield’s bank account - Jane Croft, Financial Times - 2022.

Reference 3: https://psmv5.blogspot.com/2021/12/free-news.html.

Reference 4: http://guzelian.photium.com/. This seems to be the photographer's site, but Bing turns up plenty of his stuff in newspapers, mostly up north, of which the snap above is a sample of one. Very Vera land. Looks a bit cold to me but perhaps they are used to it.

Reference 5: http://www.theneapolitankitchen.co.uk/.