Kids of today.
I'm not one to... wait, let's not start this on a lie - I'm totally one to moan about the state of this planet and the people in it. And I'm about to.
Walking to my favourite toasted sandwich shop earlier I came across a group of young boys(and I say young boys because they can't have been over 12) who were for some reason not in school and delighting in the freedom they'd made for themselves.
The 'ringleader', I suppose, was performing his apparent 'party trick' of running into a shop, screaming as loud as he could, then running out again. He did this, while his friends waited outside and smoked, to every store he walked past. No joke.
Words fail, clearly.
At one point, as they were walking down the street, he lept over a push-chair with a child inside. Just vaulted over it like a gymnast at the Olympics, except instead of finishing with a triple-back-handspring or whatever, he pounded his fists into the air and shoved his armpits into the faces of passers-by.
It occurs to me sometimes that a lot has changed since I was a child... and it hasn't even been that long since I was a child!
The one good thing I can take away from this experience is that, despite not feeling too good about myself today, I was clearly passing as a chick okay since I walked behind these kids for a full ten minutes and they seemed to not suspect a thing. I got a couple of glances from them, as every other person on the street did, but certainly not the shouting and possible physical intimidation I imagined in my head once I came upon this group of ruffians, this group of - dare I say it - yobs.
Clearly my position on this is that if it means I get a self-esteem boost, then by all means children should be allowed to physically endanger smaller children in strollers.