I’ve been trying to get into a routine of going for a morning walk. It’s not far, just basically climbing a hill near home, sitting down on a bench at the top pretending to enjoy the view but really trying not to pass out because I’m terribly unfit, then back down.
Well, guess what used to be in that patch of dirt? Yep, my bench.
Who suddenly took it away? No idea. For what purpose? Beats me.
Now I just have to defiantly sit on the grass next to it and dare anyone to comment.
Hmph.
What’s grinding your gears today?
That’s a shame: perhaps the bench was removed because of complaints about its use (e.g. drug dealing, drinking alcohol, intimidation, noise disturbance)? Maybe it was fine when you walked up there but had problems in the evening, for locals.
If so, then removing the bench would only cause ne’er-do-wells to relocate, perhaps not far. Or they might all bring walking stick/seats and gather round on them in the same spot!
Excellent of you to take up a routine of walking: I should do the same…
Maybe someone complained about a middle aged lady huffing and puffing her way up there every morning and being embarrassingly sweaty at passers by… 🤔