Is it normal for a dog to like porridge this much?

[_takora_]

Finally things seem to be moving. The jobcentre are giving me over £900 after cocking things up. There are more jobs to apply for, and I am finally getting some interviews ^_

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[dissident_hope]

Lon didn't quite capture the full horrifying squalor of the area surrounding the dog warden building. It was in Feeder Road, along the side of Temple Meads.

It wasn't just grim & grey like the rest of Bristol, it was like Sarayavo after the civil war. Or a Detroit slum.

You walk through an underpass under the tracks, past a boarded up Inn - long-ago closed. There is a grubby yard selling doors ripped out of old houses. The backdrop to one side is a vast, apparently bombed-out office building. On the other side is the corner of the brown river, swelling with a whirlpool of foamy pollutants under a giant outflow pipe as long as a bus, that protrudes from a muddy bank. The bank is covered in litter. The brambles at the side are matted with rubbish, cans & bottles. There is more litter than plants. Every bit of wall is daubed in crappy sprayed tags (no decent graffiti art). Where Lon & I killed time on a path to the side of the road, there was the discarded packaging for a 'Magic Flesh' latex vagina sex toy. A procession of jagged, grim terraced housing undulated into the distance like the teeth of a rotting dog along the bank of the river, which ran like a rivulet of shit down the leg of an incontinent hoodie.

I needed the loo, & was going to piss in a hedge, but thought I might catch something. And the brambles were made of needles.

[tiredstars]

You would probably have been pissing on a rat, chewing on a discarded shoe, if the discarded shoes weren't made of toxic tyre rubber and dirt.

That part of bristol is the worst I've been to; from that deserted tower block next to temple meads to west along the river, the waste ground bleeds into run down warehouses, dual carriageway and flyover bridges. To the south you have Totterdown, of treeless terraces. I wouldn't want to walk through there again if possible.
Though if you make it through either way you can get to the wooded Arnos Vale or Victoria Park and Windmill Hill city farm. And there is some nice run-down urban scenery, if you like that sort of thing. Amy and I walked along by the river, trying to figure out the metal rings and attachments on an abandoned building, and watching a cormorant (ineptly) try to swallow an eel.

[dissident_hope]

Maybe the cormorant was having trouble because the eel was also trying to swallow the bird.

[tiredstars]

It's the circle,
the circle of life.

[dissident_hope]

LOL, I'm just imagining a remake of The Lion King, set in Bristol....

You'd have to have urban foxes instead of lions. Rats would play the hyenas maybe. Rafiki could be a wise old stray dog. Zazu would be a seagull.

Incidently, have you watched that new programme with the werewolf, ghost & vampire living together in Bristol, on BBC Three? No, neither have I.