To you, it's just a log...
... but to a child it is a galloping dragon transporting them into the world of imagination you've lost the power to see!
It's log!
It's big, it's heavy, it's wood!
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Looks like $2,000 worth of log to me, given selecting it, cutting it, transporting it, mounting it, in fact it looks like a bargain, unless it's ash, and was killed by ash borer, and so the market is flooded, and the person stuck with this log was otherwise going to pay to have it hauled away...
Based on the photos, yeah, they are being ripped off.
Looks like an ant eater.
There's plenty of logs in the woods. Playgrounds should have swings slides merry go rounds and jungle Jim's. The problem is with all the rules and regulations permitting public input review revision blah blah blah a simple Park now cost millions and millions of dollars and a decade to construct. In some ways the administrative state is an even bigger blood sucker than the billionaire money changers
Crown "sense of childlike wonder"
Crown "playground"
Crown "big empty patch-of-grass"
Crown "play area"
Crown "galloping dragon"
Crown "log"
Crown "rip-off"
...if you please.
In some ways the administrative state is an even bigger blood sucker than the billionaire money changers
They are the same people with different jobs. Public Educators, Journalists, HR Managers, Government Bureaucrats, DEI administrators are just the low IQ parasites.
Fed Reserve Employees and Bankers are just the smarter parasites.
His majesty has provided these people the privilege of paying maintenance for that Crown log for the purposes of improvement, [sigh] peasants are so forgetful!
"It was stupid to buy it" is not the same as getting ripped off.
I remember seeing Ren and Stimpy on TV. It wasn't really very entertaining. I credit it with getting us outside more.
"Hmm..." *crunch crunch crunch* "No sir, I do not like it!"
"It's better than bad, it's good" LOL
Our oldest, the same one who sicced CPS on us in kindergarten (per the previous post), amused himself for two weeks throughout France by repeatedly hitting his dad on the head with a stick while in the baby backpack when he was about a year and a half old. I mean, it was a small stick, chosen (by us) because the whole scenario was predictable, but my husband did get pretty tired of it after a while.
We have lots of rocks. Rocks are the perfect object for kids to play on. Very popular.
Their expectations for what 2000 pounds would get you were a bit high. Play structures are expensive. A landscaped field would be appropriate.
2000 pounds in maintenance costs/year.
the log is only suitable for “children aged under 14 years” and that dog owners should not be using it to walk their pets.
That log is going to smell like dog piss, regardless of the instructions to keep them away.
No ball games allowed. Little girls can sit there and pretend they are mermaids on a piece of driftwood. Little boys who want something more physical are out of luck.
From the article:
Residents in Swanscombe, Kent, have paid £2,370 collectively, split between 100 homes, to maintain the “playground facilities” since 2022.
What the Hell do they expect for only £2,400 a year? I'd venture that just covers the yearly landscape maintenance. Sounds like their 'childlike sense of wonder' has been replaced by adult sense of entitlement!
Oh, to be transported yon
To storied days of Sherwood
Laird's logs rieved and chop-ped fairly
By the bandit Robin Hood
We would play army and vacant lots. It was modeled after a world War II. We would pick up whatever junk we could find to simulate guns. Everybody wanted to be the Germans. Kind of like Civil War reenactments these days where all the prime spots go to the Confederate.
Add a chainsaw.
What ever happened to Dad’s Clubs?
I first had this thought yesterday while watching Prime Minister’s Questions. An MP stated a little girl from his constituency was in the gallery, and she’d had a leg amputated for cancer. Now to add insult to injury, she can’t get to her school’s playing field because it is down a steep grassy hill. Requests for installing a ramp have not been fruitful. Of course, the Labour PM promised this would be rectified.
My thought was, a good Dad’s Club would get that thing installed in a weekend. Same with the playground. You could find guys with the right trades, then go lean on the local hardware store for the materials. Guys in other trades could provide transport, unskilled labor, and food/beer for when the work is done.
Of course, it probably would require even more paperwork than getting the school/apartment complex management to do it. CC, JSM
Or a Scout service project. CC, JSM
We would play army and vacant lots
I loved in a small, new and ongoing development from ages 4 to 6; there was always a house being built. When it was near enough to our house that I could go there without being out of bounds, my friends and I would go root through the discarded nails and broken pieces of drywall for props.
I remember scribbling with a drywall scrap on the driveway, scooping up the dust, mixing it with water, and trying to get the old man next door (he was probably 40) to believe it was milk. Our barely suppressed giggling probably didn't help the illusion.
New home construction back in the day had metal electrical boxes and the round punch outs were the size of a quarter. After a little sanding they would work in some of the vending machines.
The fear, of course, is that kids who play there will want to be loggers some day and will grow up to rape the forest and destroy the planet and wipe their asses in the woods with pieces of flannel and duck torn from their work clothes and not even care. No parent wants that.
All dragons resemble anteaters if you squint.
Ren and Stimpy was uneven at best, an inevitable consequence of the chaos John Kricfalusi engendered with his every breath. However, the Blammo Log skit still makes me smile. And the happiness helmet. And Ren chemically split into the two personalities that comprised his soul, the EVIL Ren and the indifferent Ren (meh, whatever).
It's going to cost them more than £2000 the first time a kid gets a splinter.
I did not expect to see Ren y Stimpy on the internet today.
Having said that, our son was in the targeted age in those days, so we saw 'em all. The fart humor especially hit home.
Two thousand pounds wouldn't buy a single good jungle-gym today. They are over-engineered and padded to prevent injury, and 40% of the price is for liability insurance.
That's actually a pretty cool log that I would have enjoyed playing on when I was six or seven years old. I say the parents should thank their lucky stars they got off so cheaply.
Mary Beth said, "£7.90 per household per year. This is an outrage!"
No way that crown log is worth £7.90, I wouldn't pay more than tree-fiddy.
In some ways the administrative state is an even bigger blood sucker than the billionaire money changers
Oh the administrative state is far, FAR worse than the billionaires. They will take my hard earned money as they see fit, and if I refuse, they will send men with guns to imprison me or kill me if I resist.
The billionaires have no power over me but persuasion, and I do not give them a single penny except by my own volition, unless they enlist the power of government under corrupt crony-capitalism. Which is a failing of government rather than a failing of capitalism.
"After a little sanding they would work in some of the vending machines."
I would just look in the hedges for some deposit bottles.
Apart form the log, I also see a bench and some stumps arranged for seating, and some trees and shrubbery that appear to have been maintained, and surely the grass gets mowed now and again.
I'd pay eight quid a year for that and be quite satisfied.
Is it just me or does it seem as though the UK is working hard at getting back to the Middle Ages?
Wow. I haven't encountered Ren and Stimpy in a long time. I recall it being entertaining at time. I specifically remember the "Log" ad.
Residents in Swanscombe, Kent, have paid £2,370 collectively, split between 100 homes, to maintain the “playground facilities” since 2022.
So, is that £750/year? Seems overpriced to mow the grass and occasionally check that the log hasn't rotted, but it seems plausible that modern Britain has a slew of regulatory requirements and certificates and permits and inspections that need to be performed for any green space open to the public and any play structure for children. Cleverly designed legal and regulatory compliance requirements can turn a $5, 15 minute job into a $15,000, 50 hr job that requires the services of highly compensated licensed professionals.
As a very small child, maybe age 4, I went camping with my family and a bunch of my dad's unit - I have no idea where, but it was not too long a drive from Mesa, AZ, and it was wooded. There was a fallen tree in the forest near our group campsite that all of us little kids immediately dubbed Daisy the Dinosaur and climbed all over. The fact that I remember that fallen tree - and pretty much that alone, from that camping trip - after all these years is, what, evidence of the child's sense of wonder.
Italico!
And there we go.
Temujin said, "Is it just me or does it seem as though the UK is working hard at getting back to the Middle Ages?"
Sharia is quite 'middle-aged', after all.
What did they agree to? I'd be sore too, if I bought a playground and this showed up instead. Sure logs are fun, but with the right community, they're also free - because any dad with a piece of land almost always has a dead tree standing on it that fits the bill.
"The fear, of course, is that kids who play there will want to be loggers some day and will grow up to rape the forest and destroy the planet and wipe their asses in the woods with pieces of flannel and duck torn from their work clothes and not even care. No parent wants that."
Not to mention the pressing of wild flowers and the dressing in women's clothing.
it was not too long a drive from Mesa, AZ, and it was wooded.
Either Pinal Peak or the Mogollon Rim, I would think. People who are unfamiliar with Arizona have no idea of how diverse its terrain and biomes are, and how wrong they are to consider the whole place a desert hellscape. Flagstaff, at 7000 feet elevation, rarely exceeds 90 degrees even in summer, and is usually among the top three snowiest metropolitan areas nationwide in winter. Where I grew up in the mountains, I have seen snow in every month from September to May.
There was a fallen tree in the forest near our group campsite that all of us little kids immediately dubbed Daisy the Dinosaur and climbed all over. The fact that I remember that fallen tree - and pretty much that alone, from that camping trip - after all these years is, what, evidence of the child's sense of wonder.
Many such cases. In my own early childhood, a week-long RV trip along the spectacularly scenic Mogollon Rim Road imprinted no memories beyond a shady gully full of enormous ferns where I caught a garter snake.
Stimpy Mamdingleberry!
partly convert for gymnastics pommel horse vault
It may be the world's most fun, creative log, but it certainly isn't 2000 pounds.
Is it £2,000? Or £2,000 per year?
Jaq is right that £2,000 doesn't get you much when dealing with a professional service, but the maintenance cost should be a few hundred dollars a year to have some neighbor kid cut the grass every couple weeks.
My son and I rarely missed Ren and Stimpy, but few of the episodes have aged well.
"Log" is timeless, of course.
"The Royal Society for the Prevention of Accidents"
That sounds like a Monty Python skit.
@Rabel, Lol, and everyone got lost and went to the "Abuse Department".
The monkey bars were racist. The sandbox spread disease. The slide was too dangerous. But is crocodile log really child-safe? I wouldn't want my kid to run into it or trip over it.
How do we account for all the septum-pierced blue-hair freaks running amok now? Not enough skinned knees and noggin lumps then.
"How do we account for all the septum-pierced blue-hair freaks running amok now?"
No sane cowboy wants to rustle that kind of cattle.
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