Slugs outnumber hugs this week, 6-3

SLUGS: Whoever borrowed (I won’t say stole) my George Washington painting, please return. You know who I am.

SLUGS: To the person who hit my 16-year-old son on his bike, apparently “didn’t see him” and then proceeded to say they couldn’t help repair his mode of transportation. Lucky his glasses are okay.

HUGS: To the police who came so quick to aid my son when he called due to teens threatening and intimidating him and a friend. They got their stuff back and gave the boys a good shock. Hope this teaches them to stop picking on others! I’m glad he decided to call them and not fight them off like a hero. – Mother of a good teen

HUGS: Buckets of gratitude to ALL of the volunteer soccer coaches who made this past season great for all the kids (and parents who like to watch). The time and dedication to show up week after week to inspire, motivate and facilitate soccer in our town is appreciated by most, even though few actually ever express it.

SLUGS: To the parents who don’t even say thank you once to the volunteer coaches for all the time and dedication they put into your child’s sports. We do it for the love of the game, but still a small “thank you” once a season from you would, help us feel supported and appreciated… sheesh

SLUGS: To the lady sitting on the picnic table at Lion’s park playground smoking a cigarette while children were trying to play in a clean air environment. The small three-year-old you were with was even standing two feet away from you, while you dangled your smoke in her air space. If I hadn’t been driving by, I would have told you this in person.

SLUGS: To the business that has the most disgraceful Canadian flag flying outside their place. I am outraged by the audacity of them to think that is acceptable. I think it is not acceptable and believe others would feel the same. Please remove the most tattered, ripped, and faded flag I have ever seen! Shame on you!

SLUGS: To the truck driver that felt it necessary to honk his horn because I slowed him down for all of 10 seconds as I manoeuvered around parked cars on Front Street near Vitality Chiropractic. As a cyclist I don’t like being in the middle of the road any more than you like me there, but having had car doors opened on me on several occasions I choose to take the wider option. Apologies for totally losing it with you when I caught you at the traffic lights, but SHARE THE ROAD applies to all road users. – Disgruntled cyclist

HUGS: To the 99.9 per cent of Nelson area drivers who are way more courteous than where I am from. In four years living in Nelson, I have never been honked at before! – Gruntled cyclist

SLUGS: Whoever borrowed (I won’t say stole) my George Washington painting, please return. You know who I am.