I WAS walking in Pensby Road in Heswall behind a tall man with a little dog on a red lead.
His dog stopped on the grass verge and relieved itself, leaving behind a pool of mess.
I touched the man on the arm and said politely: "You should clean up that mess."
He turned round, glared at me and replied: "What's up with you, you silly old woman?"
I'm glad to say he was a visitor, and had no Wirral accent.
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