Almost every time that Mr Mustard travels along East Barnet Road he see vehicles parked on the pavement, as borne out by historic google street view images. Mr Mustard never sees a PCN on them. Mr Mustard has watched a 'traffic warden' on his scooter ride straight past them. Someone told Mr Mustard that a traffic warden was either threatened with violence or met with some and so now enforcement simply doesn't take place on that section of pavement nor here:
Unfortunately however if you a peaceable lady of a certain age, who parks with 2 wheels on the pavement in a hurry with her blue badge showing as she needs the toilet, you will be given a PCN as your car isn't known to be that of an unsavoury character.
If anyone knows the story about this location do email mrmustard@zoho.com
The lady, we'll call her Lady X, has had mental health problems for the 8 years that Mr Mustard has known her. Little will be disclosed so that she is not identified. She sent in her own challenge explaining how she came to park as she had. Shortly after that her adult son died unexpectedly.
Mr Mustard decided to write in and ask for cancellation, in the following terms:
You will guess what happened next. The request was refused.
Are the condolences sincere? Mr Musatrd doesn't think so.
Is the regret genuine? No.
Will this response do a mentally ill person any good? Mr Mustard doubts it.
Could the council afford to let one PCN go? Yes, of course.
Does the writer sympathise with the situation? No, they just just twist the knife.
Mr Mustard has no idea how these faceless letter writers can live with their consciences.
The end.