I’ve just blown my top, out in the street. Shouted at strangers.
My partner and I were going for our daily walk, this time to Platt Fields park in south Manchester. Being as careful as we possibly can be, as we are always are.
We were on a particularly narrow bit of pavement, with railings separating it from the road. Three students approached, three abreast, literally a whisker away from the two of us, who are walking single file.
In the heat of the moment I think all I said was “move out of the way please”, or “you should be further away”, but they didn’t give a toss. They just laughed.
Originally Posted by: Joe Bloggs