Last night, I was overcome by a severe bout of turmoil, worry and deep restlessness. As with most things in my collaborative collection of catastrophes and calamitous coincidence called life, the remedy to such a harrowing situation is surf! Given that the hour was freely past the yard arm and the sun had been duly swallowed by the gaping ocean the actually participation of 'jazzing the glass' was out of the question. So i merely rambled to to Killacourt to sit and allow the ghostly roar of sets of swell dying on the shore sooth my soul, when, to my disgust and horror, i was greeted by an amassed horde of underage teenagers, drinking alcohol (that is if Lambrini passes for an alcoholic beverage nowadays), smoking, copulating and of course the latest phase for the newly pubescent out there, flirting with cliff edges. During a few moments of observation and analysis, this breed of 'human' do not actually speak on any pitch or resonance aurally attainable to that of civilised beings, in fact the hullabaloo emanating from the bunch of cretins was comparable to a large flock of seagulls. Well i was never going to be able to elevate to mood of my spirit in this atmosphere, and then when one of the gremlins arrived riding a trolley and then proceeded to try and throw it like a Frisbee to compatriot of his and then deciding to discard the shopping cart upended by a set of stairs running to the beach, i could not take any more. Had i not taken action from this point things would have, no doubt escalated until the trolley would have ended up in the ocean not only becoming one of the millions of articles of pollution in the oceans, but also being a hazard for myself and other surfers, on which i am sure i would have broken my leg on, or worse broken my board on!!!!! No no no i cant be having that. In all our lives there are moments which make them selves available for us to grasp that set us apart from the ordinary masses, am i a hero? No I'm just a normal guy trying to make his way in the world.
Whilst resolving this situation that was developing before me i inadvertently created a game. Basically this is what you do. Head to an open area, park, car park, beach etc where a large group of obviously underage citizens are imbibing alcohol, obstructing public order restrictions and generally doing various other illegal activities. Then call the police and report the disturbance, once reported wait around until the police arrive. This takes up to an hour according the the emergency services switchboard, but yesterday the beat were very efficient and arrived within 15 minutes. Once the police arrive and become visible to all the ruffians, miscreants and harbour rats in the area watch them flee in the idea of the horror of their parents finding out. Finally sit back, relax in the uninterrupted of the sounds of the ocean.
I know what people will say to this, "oh Rich that's so harsh", "You were 16 once too Rich" etcetera, etcetera, but i don't care, because i had a fantastic, relaxing night sleep last night.
I thank you.
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