Keep the Fair Weather Fiends Out of My Park ; City Lives
Evening Standard - London › June 13, 2006
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IF I am tetchy this week it is not just because of the heat or the loss of a barely worn Emma Hope slingback down a manhole grille in Kingsway. It is because I am currently rising at 5am to walk my dogs in the park and rarely turning in, having given them an evening outing, before 11pm. I am, in short, sleepdeprived. But if I do not stick rigidly to these extreme, unsociable hours I risk encountering, in Kensington Gardens, what can only be described, without wanting to seem snobbish, or elitist, as a broiling mass of rounders-playing, picknicking, six-pack-swilling, insufficiently garbed humanity.
Over the years I admit I have come to regard Kensington Gardens as my own; they are years during which my dogs and I have walked, often in isolation, in snow, sleet, frost, fog, rain and most challenging of all, against the searing north wind that threatens to erode the flesh. And where, I ask, are the day-glo-lycra rollerbladers then?See the full content of this document
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Keep the Fair Weather Fiends Out of My Park ; City Lives
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