Things I noticed on the way to work this morning, part I

A tennis ball on the tracks at the train station

The exclusive entertainment choices of local youths in my area comprise revving mopeds, smoking weed, holding lively debates beneath my bedroom window at 2am on subjects including whether or not it is worth it, Kev, and the relative merits of leaving it, impregnating each other, and sitting on walls. So it seems unlikely that the ball was procured with sport in mind.

As the train station is on a steep bank that slopes up from a car park, I would wager that the little toe-rags deliberately purchased said orbs to 'lob' at passing trains.

Ah well, at least it stopped them breeding for ten minutes.