Walking down the road from Upper Bush earlier this week, I had to mind out for a Vineyard Farms pick-up truck as it swung round from Warren Road. Its inordinate speed caused it to skid on the loose gravel at the junction and the driver (who was driving with one hand and talking into what looked like a walkie-talkie he had in his other) only just managed to keep the truck under control.
It was like something from the Keystone Kops...
As he shot away up towards Upper Bush, I was mildly amused. After all, it was behaviour just like this that was so eloquently detailed by Upper Bush residents at March's public inquiry. Personally, I think their presentation made quite an impression upon the Planning Inspector and although not mentioned in the refusal notice, may have been quietly instrumental in his resounding rejection of the Vineyard Farms winery plans for Bush Valley.
In celebration of that decision, I thought I'd therefore dedicate this little song to any of those VF ground staff who may have helped to facilitate it...
Perhaps this Instagram picture is intended to be provocative. That's their style, after all.
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