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I recall - Leonard from Pennard - whistled birdsong constantly -- and Crazy Legs Pete and in the late 60's some guy named Clive who used to ride round Mumbles like he was on Tour de France - all the kids took the p*ss - we laughed like f*ck when he fell off his bike as on the prom - til we realised he'd dropped dead.
Hypocrites - they are quite happy to sell boxes of live crickets - sitting there chirping away on death row just above the geckos that are waiting to munch them live
There's a group called Be Reasonable banging the gong for the smacking brigade - saw one post on FB where a supporter was making a case for smacking a one year old - incredible.
try a walk across Mumbles hill - park on street in Thistleboon Drive - walk straight on to nature reserve - pass the old gun emplacement and on toward the headland - great views - and much quieter than the New Hampstead village below