2011 Streak Day 205/365 (July 24): Run - 3.21 miles, Time 28min 40sec, Weather - nondescript
Another stock run in the park and another chance to vent my irritation at the way the need to erect signs is becoming a compulsive disorder. It reminds me of the WWII poem by Henry Reed
To-day we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And to-morrow morning,
We shall have what to do after firing. But to-day,
To-day we have naming of parts. Japonica
Glistens like coral in all of the neighbouring gardens,
And to-day we have naming of parts.
As you can see from the photo This is a very dull sign that probably has its roots in the highways department. Perhaps it might look better stuck into tarmac or paving, against a wall: I don’t know. What I do know is that stuck in the grass inside the park, it is a mess. Not only that the information is unnecessary.
Gadebridge Park is very pleasant and although it is a decent size it is not vast - it is a town park. From any point its full extent can be scanned and all the facilities can be seen. It holds no secrets; there are no hidden corners or woodland pathways. You can see it all before you.
So why do we have to be told the obvious? And why now? Has it been that for years and years our enjoyment has been diminished by not knowing where we were?
Perhaps I just got out of bed on the wrong side and felt grumpy but as I passed the second of these signs I just felt irritated by the lack of sensibility shown by those who planted them