My flat overlooks a children's
playground which during term time - and on fine days - seems to be divided into
the four 'ages' of children.
In the morning it is for the babies
and toddlers. Lovely to hear the chuckles as they are pushed on the swings or
toddle around some of the other play items.
Early afternoon come the children
who spend a couple of morning hours at play/nursery school - whatever the current name is. They are a little
noisier but mostly laughing.
Then come the schoolchildren. Oh
my! Especially the girls who shriek and scream fit to split one's eardrums.
Amazingly many of the mothers with them don't seem to care. Are they deaf? Or
just being un-neighbourly?
Need I mention the night-time
teenagers who, in my humble opinion, ought to be at home and - during term time
- in bed. Screaming, shouting, swearing, possibly drinking alcohol, smoking and
taking drugs. And doing their best to wreck the swings.
Call Community Police? Tried that.
'If it is still going on in fifteen minutes time, give us another call.'
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