London is a mad place. This is well known. It reaches absurd heights sometimes though, taking the sublime and rubbing it in the face of the ridiculous.
Today, a bright, cloudless, vapour trail-less day, a real spring day of the highest order and, like many in the city, I take myself to a park with a sickly, over-marketed cider in tow. Waiting for friends on the corner of the entrance to one of these green areas of the city I see coming towards me a young lad, maybe in his early twenties, carrying a massive python.
Yes, a snake. He'd chosen to visit a London park on a glorious sunny day with his pet python. As you do.
I mean, fair play, but why? Is it even legal to take a snake to a park?
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Photo please!
Sadly not. I was too agog to snap.
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