Back in the day, mid seventies or so, by a sort of unspoken, but amicable arrangement, the youth of the village would occupy the bus shelter ny night and the uld men of the parish would occupi the public seat, at that time situated on the Londis side of the bus shelter during the day. The old blokes would spend their days, until the grim reaper came to call, watching the comings and goings on the Square and Fore Street and comparing notes about their gardens, I have been told however by a woman who was young at the time that another of their forms of entertainment was to flick up the skirts of girls who got off the school bus with their walkingsticks, if the girls were unwise enough to get too close to them.
Such behaviour today would have almost certainly got them an entry on the sex offenders register and quite rightly so, but it goes to Show that all anti social behaviour is not the preserve of the young.
Beware old men with sticks.
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