We all love a good tracksuit. Oh yes.
And it seems townsfolk in Rhyl are no different.
On my way into work today I spotted nine people wearing shell-suits. Nine!
And that was just driving from the blue bridge to Russell Road.
The shell-suit is a funny thing. I’ve personally not worn one since a trip to Lourdes with Blessed Edward Jones High School in 1991 (don’t ask), and to be honest I didn’t even realise they were still being made.
Not only do they look garish and out-of-date, but what’s the appeal of being audible to those half a mile away? That 'swooshing' sound they make goes straight through me - it sounds like a packet of crisps being thrown at a bean bag over and over again.
Anyway, after leaving my car I strolled over Vale Road bridge and onto the High Street, where many other weird and wonderful sights met my gaze.
A lady cycling along the pavement almost knocked over a pensioner (I caught her, it was ok) and then yet another tracksuit-wearer, with a crazy-looking canine.
Tied up outside the Visitor office, the poor thing was barking and cold.
The dog looked all right though.
Rhyl town centre is a place for shoppers, workers and tourists, yet some people seem to think it’s the ideal place to walk their dog. I don’t get it.
Leave the animal at home, and if you are going to walk it take it to the park, or the beach, and please remember to pick up its mess.
I don’t want to walk along the High Street and have to avoid seagulls, dribbling Dobermans, cyclists and a tornado of litter.
There should be no dogs in the town centre and those litter bins need replacing. I know how hard the lads and lasses at Denbighshire’s street cleansing team work because I spent six great months with them several years back. It was the hardest job I’ve ever had.
The bins need covering at the top because the sea breeze blows the rubbish around the streets. It’s a simple solution if anybody wants to take note of it.
Anyway, back to work.

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