Let the Carrickmines tragedy be the spur for treating Travellers with real humanity
A planning enforcement officer called to my house a few years ago to inspect my back garden. I had been reported for contravening the planning code and I would have to remove the offending construction or face legal action. The offence? My climbing roses were supported on a trellis that was two inches higher than that permitted for a rear garden boundary. I couldn't believe the local authority wasted its time and human resources on matters like that. When I put up a fence out the front, though I would have preferred a 10ft wall, I adhered to the strict regulations of 1.2 metres for fear of breaking the law.
If 'settled' people can barely tolerate each other, how can we negotiate good neighbourliness with the Travelling community?
I say 'settled', but I've never called myself a 'settled' person, it is a label applied to differentiate those of us who prefer to live in a dwelling made of bricks and mortar and don't crave living next door to family.