Hackney has slowly turned into the new land of "cool". Yesterday Eddie and myself went for a walk around London fields. We were both hungover and all we were looking for was some fresh air and a curry from the local Indian lady who sells her Thali's at £4.50 on Saturday afternoons. Upon our arrival into Broadway market all I could see that maybe we had chosen the wrong field to relax in. Don't get me wrong I love London Fields, its were I had my birthday but it does feel like all the tribes of Shoreditch have moved over London Fields. Across a blanket of indie shades, mustaches, and Elvis quiffs Ed and I finally found our spot in the sun and lay there. "Oh yes", I thought, "this is perfect."
As I lay in the sun I reveling in the only sunshine I've received since my trip to Croatia I suddenly heard a thumping sound. "OH NO!" I thought, " that can't be Justice their blasting from their beaten up 80's wannabe boombox....Oh god it is". I turned to Edward saying " Isn't it terribly inconsiderate for them to be thumping that music in the park. It defeats the whole purpose of being in the park. ..Peace and quiet..hello?"
Ed smiled and looked at me with a look that said "Oh little middle-aged Sindi, don't moan and please do not go over to them and spoil their fun."
"Argh!" I thought, then I turned towards the group and I gave them a death stare through my sunglasses. Thought it might help, it didn't. So I just lay there, grumpy and hungover.
I wanted to leave this group in particular with a few words...
To you and your mustache wearing friends it is horribly inconsiderate blasting music in the park. Especially in a place like London where a spot of grass and sunshine is a rare piece of real estate. I have nothing against Justice, I actually like them, but not on my Saturday afternoon in the park. Learn a few manners and maybe then you can come back if not, go back to Shoreditch.
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