Friday 31st May 2013.
Sat in my usual spot beside the small pool at Park Lime Pits this afternoon,
I was suddenly joined by a bunch of loud youths at the opposite side of the pool. So secluded is my chosen spot, that they didn’t spot me, but I could half see them through the gaps in the foliage beside me. For about half an hour they proceeded to disturb the peace with their shouts and screams. I heard one of them shout “sausages”, then another shouted “Are those burgers cooked ??” – Yes, they were having a barbecue . . . . .
Less than an hour later the shouts and screams ended abruptly – they’d had their fill and cleared off – rather too quickly for them to have cleared up the area after themselves, I thought.
A stroll round to the other side of the pool confirmed my suspicions…….
meat packaging, drinks bottles, beercans, carrier bags, and even the disposable barbecue itself lay discarded amongst the undergrowth, and in the pool. The Bench, which they’d used as a makeshift barbecue stand, bore a huge scorchmark, and a liberal coating of fat and grease – anyone sitting on there would get an unpleasant surprise.
We can only hope that those sausages and burgers were cooked nice and rare . . . . .