Another leisurely stroll through the Wats today and because I'm really keen to see if there's any baby swans freshly hatched, my dander takes me up the park along the Cliftonville/Westland path. This afternoon there was kids, and I mean kids, at their lark.
I didn't walk on by. I stopped and spoke to one kid who threw a rock, narrowly missing me. Now I'm hoping he didn't mean for it to hit me, but when I said to this wee boy what's your game, he pointed to a group of kids a few metres away and said "I'm throwing rocks at the Prods". (He was only nine or ten for crying out loud - where is he learning this stuff more to the point!!!!)
A group of kids were indeed knocking about the trees that the legendary green giant David Bellamy helped to plant last year, but they didn't seem to doing anything.
However looking around it was clear to see some sort of clash had kicked off before I had arrived, the path was strewn with rocks and bits of brick. In the end I told this lad to wise up and walked on.
I noticed a fair rake of tourists about the park today. I really hope none of them got caught in the cross fire.
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