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The influence of the media?

Our feral neighbours have a massive skip in their driveway this weekend. These are the neighbours I called DoCs a few weeks ago about because the younger son in the house had said some very disturbing things to Erik and Luey one day...

In the past couple of weeks, of course, there have been all those cases highlighted of child abuse in our various communities around the country. The twins dying of starvations, the two mothers with the 17 or so kids between them suffering malnutrition and hypothermia, the dad and his three kids found dead in an apparent murder-suicide, and the kids in Canberra living in appalling conditions...

So, I have to wonder if any of this influenced the sudden need to clean up next door. Did the mum watch the news and think maybe someone might report her? Or maybe DoCs actually did follow up on my report and tell her she needed to clean up her environment, at least...

The skip is huge, and they're just chucking stuff straight into it from the house, not even using garbage bags... Whatever the case, it's a good move, the house and yard have been badly neglected and the last time Dave saw inside the house (18 months ago) the floor was strewn with rubbish...

Anyway, whatever spurred this on, I hope it makes a difference to their quality of life...

Comments

Juniper said…
Thats a relief! Maybe the TV on the nature strip will disappear LOL!

Seriously though, it is a good thing. Children deserve to live an a healthy environment.
Stitch Sista said…
Where we live there is a lot of housing commission around and one house in particular is a concern, if only for the amount of rubbish visible in the yard, and the state of the kids. I suspect DOCs are called frequently, and they do seem to have quite regular clean ups.

Was discussing this with a friend of mine yesterday whose ex apparently lives like this (and sadly for her she has to share care of her daughter with him). She has taken photos of his place before to show the lawyers and they said all DOCs will do in those cases is get them to clean up...so it's not unlikely your neighbours (and the ones near us) have been told the same.

Most unfortunately I suspect it doesn't take long for these places to become filthy and barely habitable again :(.
Juniper said…
Gosh, makes me think of "How Clean is Your House" which really shows terribly depressed people living in squalor. I really feel for those people - it isn't just untidy, but a true health hazard.

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