Pointless waste.
- What a waste.
Can’t convey how bloody annoyed I am. As a measure of how I annoyed I am, I even swore after only four words of the blog entry (a record for me). Cycling home this evening I discovered a burnt out seat on the Taff Trail, close to the bridge at Western Avenue. Nothing remarkable at that perhaps. Objects get vandalised all the time and many cost much, much more than a bog standard, garden variety park bench. But it’s the sheer needlessness of it. The complete lack of thought and empathy for anyone else. This seat is always used. It’s always occupied, held and coveted.
Used by local residents and cyclists alike. I can’t recall
any ride home when I haven’t seen a stroller rest on it, teenagers canoodling on it or cyclists mending punctures on it. And now it’s gone for 10 minutes of titillation and feeble rebellion. Well I hope it was bloody worth it and they got it out of their systems, because in this year of stinging austerity and swingeing cuts I can’t see it getting replaced anytime soon.
Right, off to pursue a futile attempt to chill out. I think it’ll be Zero 7 on the turntable and a couple of slices of cucumber on my eyelids. Wish me luck.
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