A whirled of pain
Now that the wind’s gone (calloo callay!) and the sun’s out (oh frabjous day!), wouldn’t it be a lovely time to wander down to the waterfront and see the much photographed Water Whirler do its thing? Not so fast, matey boy, someone has had other ideas.
It seems that someone has decided that it’s more fun to break things than to allow other people to enjoy them, so until further notice, the Whirler is out of commission due to vandalism. This is a family blog (or it would be if it weren’t for all the references to alcohol) so I won’t say what I think of people who do that sort of thing, but I think that Hadyn has the right word for them.