£67.000 of tax payers money spent by myopic self centred council

£67.000 of tax payers money spent by myopic self centred council

£67.000 – that was the total amount of tax payers money spent by the council on these twin arches, one of which has already been vandelised with yellow paint, in Pontypridd’s Taff Street. The arches, made from stainless steel, and bearing the Welsh phrases Bwa I Boble a Bro which translates as, someone got a back hander stand in Taff Street each side of the hated pedestrianisation system.

RCT Council Cabinet Member Paul Cannon, speaking from his secret underwater lair beneath the raging waters of the River Taff where he plans to one day rule the world, said – ‘This is an incredible exciting project and clearly illustrates the gradual regeneration of Pontypridd.’

We, at the Rhondda Rover, have only one thing to say – F**k off you myopic, self centred, self publicity seeking, abuser of public funds.

This is the council plans to revive Ponty:

LARGE multi million pound carbuncle Pennant House at St. Catherine’s Corner which makes an already bad traffic situation worse.

No public toilets open at night – no wonder the Rhondda Rover saw two middle aged women pissing in the lift on Ponty Train station last Friday night. And only just missed a photo opportunity to embarrass these middle aged chavs on the world wide web.

The removal of the free paddling pool in Ynysangharad War memorial

That bloody Pedestrianisation Scheme which is popular with no one and causing a loss of business in the shops.

Allowing the once world famous market to become a sorry excuse for its former self. The council should be forcing the owners to spend some money and modernise this smelly damp market. One day it’ll be gone – mind you maybe that’s what the council want. Maybe long term plans are to stick a TESCO’s there.

Still at least these arches will still be there when all the shops have closed down – probably standing, gleaming, outside a load of boarded up buildings. Spending this much tax payers money on this when there are far more pressing problems in Ponty is outrageous. And the current council should be thrown from their seats and the public should be better consulted on the town. These sculptures were in planning lone before May when the pedestrianisation scheme should have been under review. Now it seems Taff Street is staying a pedestrian area –the council have brought this in by stealth.

The Pontypridd Observer claimed last week’s Rhydian concert was a raging success – were they there? It was a joke and Rhydian acted like a prima donna, refusing to sign autographs and cutting his set short. Mind you the PONTY OBSERVER is shite these days. It should be challenging the council with every move they make but instead it is content to be an AD RAG with the only passionate page being the letters page in which, people, do get a chance to rant.

BUT back to that £67.000 – what better use that could have been put to. The council reckon they are skint and are pushing for another Council Tax Hike. We need to be told how many artists tendered for these arches and who was the imbecile who thought £67.000 was a proper amount to spend on this joke. You can’t even walk through them.


X-FACTOR runner up Rhydian – he of the slightly scary looks and operatic voice -performed at Ponty Park last night and left punters shocked and dissapointed. He cut his act short because of problems with backing tapes and then refused to sign anything for fans. He, in best prima donna fashion , rushed off afterwards to his batcave to worship his Simon Cowell effigy. Good jobs the tickets were free or I’d want my money back.

That bird who had a hit years ago with ‘I wanna be a punk rocker’  was brilliant and signed my naked chest with scarlet lipstick. I became so aroused I had to nip behind the pavilion to bang one off handwise.

All the local bands glowed with talent. It’s these guys, who will pay their dues by gigging, gigging and more gigging that will have a long term future. Troll faced tits who go on an exploitative TV shows and then don’t even win will become Barry Manilow tribute acts.

RCT council have excelled again. Remember the three piece story a few weeks ago. Well get this one – guy in Church Village phones RCT to have a three piece collected. He is told that they can only take two items at a time and the other chair will be picked up a fortnight later. He complains saying , a chair in the garden, battered by rain, will rot but is told it is council rules of only two items. He then moans even further and is told by the guy on the phone to give the collection guys a tenna on the sly and they’ll probably take the extra chair.

The guy tells RCT to piss off, saying he pays the council tax and now they tell him this.

(PICTURED LEFT) Pontypridd cabbies look forward to their civil ceremony to be held this August. The ceremony will be a lavish affair and afterwards the happy couple plan to jet over to San Fransisco for a month long honeymoon.

‘I’ll be walking like John Wayne after that.’ Said the feminine one.

The following entry was told to me by a very good friend, a man who didn’t want to obstruct the public highway with a massive sofa and two chairs.


I needed a large three piece removed from my property and so I telephoned the RCT collection people and they arranged to pick it up this morning between 7.30 am and 4pm. I left the items leaning up against the front wall, as I didn’t want to put them in the street as that would cause an obstruction to anyone trying to cross, forcing passers-by to walk onto the road. Surely, I thought, this is the responsible thing to do – after all obstructing the pavement must be wrong. Plus a sofa and two chairs in the middle of the pavement would attract the Chavs and the next thing you’d know is the items would be in the middle of the road or used, as an alternative to bush shelters,  to create more Chavs to drain the public purse. There’s a big time scale between early morning and late afternoon – a three piece in the street for all that time!


Not good enough for RCT and collectors drove straight past.

Promptly THE RHONDDA ROVER telephoned them and they said their ever so fragile workers are not allowed to collect from gardens in case they injure themselves. Which makes no logical sense since gardens are nice soft grass and the public highway, which they advise obstructing, is hard nasty pavement. Of course there is always the possibility that there was a new type of corrosive grass and sharp bushes in my friends garden.

Makes me wonder why I pay the council tax – mind you, I always wonder that especially when I see the published councillors expense list.

My mate can’t be arsed to deal with this nonsense and instead he will burn the sofa this evening, spewing chemicals into the air.

The prospect of a summer of discontent over tea breaks will hinge on the result of a strike ballot among hundreds of thousands of council workers.

Members of Unison have been voting on whether to launch a campaign of industrial action after rejecting a 4% tea break offer.

Good job they are not on performance related going home for a kippay otherwise the offer would have been something like -2.45%.

More than 800,000 council workers, ranging from school dinner ladies and classroom assistants to architects and refuse collectors and quango managers in England, Wales and Northern Ireland, are involved in the dispute.

The union will have to give seven days’ notice (but send the letter second class)  of strike action if there is a Yes vote.

Industrial action is likely to involve strikes of more than two days as part of a “sustained campaign”.

Employers have made it clear the 4% tea break is the final offer and have warned that jobs and services will be affected if the offer is increased.

Unison members in Scotland are also voting on industrial action in a separate dispute over pay.

The Rhondda Rover has an idea but alas it is one that will not be implemented – why not cap the councillors wild expenses and use some of that to pay the workers and extend the poor dears tea breaks. Too simplistic, I know, but it would be a damn good thing. The thing is when we see these council road workers sleeping and drinking tea at the side of the road, while their temporary traffic lights are stuck on red both sides, will we know if they are just resting as usual or on strike? And will this strike include traffic wardens? If so then please please strike away.