16th May, 2009 - See How I am Become Middle Aged!

My decent into middle-aged, middle classed living death continue. Now, I am finding myself getting annoyed at teeneagers who wlak across my front grass. I live in one of these estates where the front gardens are all open plan, with no hedges or fences, and I live on the corner plot. So, it is quite natural for folk to cut across my lawn as they turn the corner. However, that does not stop me seething about it.

I find myself digging my elbow into the ribs of my Significant Other and saying things like “Look! Look! They’re at it again.” and “I would never have done that at their age: my father would have tanned my arse.” I occasionally think about knocking loudly on the window and shaking my fist angrily at the youths, but I suspect it would do no good. And besides, some of them are quite big.