This morning, I woke up early doors and decided to use the opportunity to go a little run. Nothing major, just a hill sprint and then a circuit of The Lines. As I ran up there I saw a couple of things that gave me pause for thought. Well by that meant they played on my mind a little, I didn’t literally stop.
As I went along one path in particular, one that is lined with benches for people to pause on (parts of The Lines are very steep), I was stunned to see the amount of dirty needles, broken glass and drugs paraphernalia just left lying around. I shouldn’t be surprised by the depths that humanity can sink to but seeing it in what is a beautiful place, with lots of lovely wildlife upset me a little. Perhaps it is the juxtaposition of the bucolic splendour of an early morning shared with foxes, badgers and such with the squalor of the waste that us humans can leave behind.
As I wound round the rest of the Lines, I tried putting that out of my mind. I was doing fairly well, with the tunes blasting out of my iPod until I came through one of the wooded areas. I’m fairly open minded and all that but there’s not a lot that could have prepared me for coming across two men rumping! I didn’t stay to watch, I carried on right past, lest they invite me to join in their early morning rendezvous!
I got home nice n tired and somewhat mentally scarred and took care of the pets, feeding all of them. I watched a little telly and then got the hump with that and decided to pop out. Now I know I may have said before how I would quite happily kill most of the population of Medway. Think of it liking pruning the dead leaves from a tree. Anyhow, we have more than our fair share of colourful characters, and that is a nice way of saying it! One of these ‘people’ is the Whistling Busker. Now you’ll have to forgive the Youtube video. The two men there come across aright douche bags but the Whistling Busker is beyond annoying. He’s not above stealing from charity shops. Anyway I saw him acting inappropriate around two busty young maidens. Now in all fairness they had 4 fantastic breasts between them but he was leaning right over and leering at them. They were clearly uncomfortable with this. I went over to fuck him off but as I got there, a guy from the coffee shop opposite had the same idea and we both encouraged him to leave.
After that charming interlude I just sort of mooched through Chatham high st, with nothing in particular to do. It was a nice day out, not too hot and so I did something ive not done for a long while. I bought some bread and went to the riverside and fed the wildfowl. I’m not sure why I like doing that but it does fill me with an enormous sense of wellbeing. It’s one of my favoured places in Medway and when I get the photo aspect of this blog up and running, I look forward to showing you exactly why.
Aside from that I aint really
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