“For One Word A Man Is Often Declared To Be Wise..."
"...& For One Word He Can Be Judged To Be Foolish. We Should Be Careful Indeed What We Say"
This weekend I went wandering around the latest enclave of South London to be called home. Guided by a newly acquired friend who didn't seem too sure of her directions, we wandered to the idyllic weekendly surrounds of Dulwich Park and back.
Now I live closer to the much tougher Peckham Rye so this is a walk into the posher areas of Dulwich but it's not just the houses that make it so, it appears that living in posh areas gets you a better class of graffiti artist too.
Some ruffian had chosen to scrawl their message to the world with a red spray-paint can on the fence surrounding a well-manicured front garden not far from the entrance to Dulwich Park. But rather than daubing 'Hate' or 'Anarchy' or some tag advocating their superior levels of testosterone the scoundrel in question had chosen to write:
'WISER'
I knew that the extra money it costs to live in this area got you a quieter neighbourhood and a nicer house - I didn't think it also got you graffiti artists who aspire to intellectual development. That's what you call almost desirable graffiti. If you're going to have someone scribbling over your creosote then short of Mr Banksy coming along and turning it into a valuable work of art, a budding scholar has to be the next best thing.
Perhaps when Master Wiser has completed his education he can come back and daub the fences with quotes from Jane Austen, or trigonometric differentiation. Or jot down his Nobel prize thesis around the cricket pitch.
Perhaps I'm getting carried away. Good weekend though.
This weekend I went wandering around the latest enclave of South London to be called home. Guided by a newly acquired friend who didn't seem too sure of her directions, we wandered to the idyllic weekendly surrounds of Dulwich Park and back.
Now I live closer to the much tougher Peckham Rye so this is a walk into the posher areas of Dulwich but it's not just the houses that make it so, it appears that living in posh areas gets you a better class of graffiti artist too.
Some ruffian had chosen to scrawl their message to the world with a red spray-paint can on the fence surrounding a well-manicured front garden not far from the entrance to Dulwich Park. But rather than daubing 'Hate' or 'Anarchy' or some tag advocating their superior levels of testosterone the scoundrel in question had chosen to write:
'WISER'
I knew that the extra money it costs to live in this area got you a quieter neighbourhood and a nicer house - I didn't think it also got you graffiti artists who aspire to intellectual development. That's what you call almost desirable graffiti. If you're going to have someone scribbling over your creosote then short of Mr Banksy coming along and turning it into a valuable work of art, a budding scholar has to be the next best thing.
Perhaps when Master Wiser has completed his education he can come back and daub the fences with quotes from Jane Austen, or trigonometric differentiation. Or jot down his Nobel prize thesis around the cricket pitch.
Perhaps I'm getting carried away. Good weekend though.