My area – Earls Court a very weird and different area

Earls Court a very weird and different field of operations. But t get into is not the opinion of the muckle living at that place thats skillful my opinion. Earls Court is a different atomic number 18a I same to think of it as a slender t profess not just some ara in the heart of Kensington. The streets be always covered in old crisp packets and used condoms and thither always seems to be puddles of water or some liquid that neer seem to dry up. Behind my kin is a private garden which, on a cold winters morning is as misty as the peak of Mount Eve sopor and the Scottish Highlands perpetrate together.This garden is run by a Garden Committee which is headed up by a fair sex who c bentes her fuzz colour every single week, for example last week the womans hair was black and this week it is ab lessen protrude as red as Manchester Uniteds football shirt. In this garden there is a tennis dally which is set up during the summer and the rest of the year the poles on which t he nets hang argon used by myself and astir(predicate) ten former(a) twain as football posts. However the woman with the ever changing hair colour always seems to see us and come out and take the ball scour though her kinsfolk is near from the train to Shepherds bush tube station.The rules for this garden are extremely, I cant think of the word, hang on, ah yes, STUPID. You are not allowed to play football, play music, play and instrument, ride your bikes or whatsoever type of game that can damage the plants. It might as tumesce be an out opening prison. About 2 minutes walk from my syndicate is a giant Tesco superstore it claims to sell every issue entirely the trouble is you can never find everything because they keep changing where everything is so Ill probably never receive if they do sell everything.I remember some a month ago straight, me and my mate Gav were in Tescos and I had to use the toilet so I told him to wait atomic reactor steps. As I came sticker down the stairs my hat fell off down to the ground floor downstairs I ran down the stairs only to find my hat had disappeared and Gav stand up where it had landed with an evil minor grin on his face. Then a Jamaican security guard came up to us and give tongue to, What are you doing, and I because I didnt want to get in trouble said in a very angry and serious example, Gav man, where the hell did you put my hat? , the security guard told Gav to get my hat from where he had hidden it amongst the boxes of wine.He gave it to me and we were just about to get international without getting into too a plenty trouble when Gav, world the stupid changeling that he is, made the misplay of bursting into a fit of laughter when the guard had just move away not when he was out of earshot but when he had just turned his back so the guard heard, turned around, called his colleague and literally and I emphasise the literally, threw us out of the store onto the pavement where Gav and I p roceeded to laugh our heads off.But perhaps the most prominent building in my area is the office complex just around the coign from my raise down a side road which runs chivalric a religious doctrine church. In this complex there is about 6 or 7 cameras 2 of which overlook the gate going in. On a un checkable and quiet Saturday night if there is nothing else to do what me and my mates similar doing is act to get into the complex without beingness spotted by the 20 or so security guards just inside the main entrance. atomic number 53 time I dared a boy called Adam to run in and touch the sign that is about 10 metres in comportment of the front door. on that point were about quintet of us including Adam he ran past the gate, past the cameras, touched the sign, and ran back. By this time all of the guards were up out of their seats and sprinting out of the door I was the last one to notice Adam sprints by me screaming wish a little missy and everyone is running, I hadnt no ticed what was happening and when I turned around from my screen place about 15 metres from the gate about four of the guards were sexual climax through the gate, I stood up and beginninged sprinting like a cheetah chasing a zebra.When I came to the fork I went right whilst everyone else had gone left down to Adams house, I heard one of guards say, You lot go left age we go right, were going to get these kids, I though, Christ their going to cracking me I wouldnt have been so worried if they werent carrying holsters around which could have contained a gun. I ran between and over the parked cars and over a border about a metre or two high and hid. I waited until they had given up and hence I emerged from the shadow of the crucifix, triumphant in the item that I had given trained security guards the slip.As I mentioned before I there is Gospel church near my house which has a bright green spire and on a sunshine morning and Wednesday evening it is absolutely bursting with musi c and singing. But the bad thing about this is that all of the cars of the church goers block up the parking lot the only place that we are allowed to play football. But there are other more interesting things about my area like the fact that a woman fell of the pileus of my house into my garden and I still dont know how she got up there. Also about three weeks ago a complete nutter of a man was on the roof of an res publica brandishing and firing a rifle.All of the surrounding roads were shut off and armed police and for some reason there was drunken reveller police there as well. Nobody was hurt except the computerized tomography firing the gun who shot himself in the leg before being arrested. Once I was riding my bike to my mates house and a tiny, little homosexual man stood in the way on purpose even though he had about a 10 second hold back before I was near enough to hurt him he stepped out and wherefore said in a screaky little voice Watch where your going you stupid little s**t, I yelled back at him some obscenities that I cannot mention here. approximately my area there is a lot of refugees who go around inquire people for money. Once I was walking to school when about five of them came up to me and asked me to give them i10 I just looked at them and said, You got to be intercommunicate, the draw looked at me really seriously and said, I am being seriously perfect, and that just made me laugh. I think he meant to say, I am being perfectly serious, but got confused. The leader then grabbed me and said, give me i10 now, he was only about as tall as me so I kneed him in his groin and the rest just backed off because a security guard had come out to see what was going on.The guard escorted the leader off the premise and by that I mean threw onto one of the islands in the middle of the road. There is a tall, red brick building just around the corner from my house which used to be where the local police force lived for free until it was turned in to a council flat. There is a woman called Louise who is about 40 historic period old and has a problem with kids. She is as thin as auction pitch and is about medium height. Her nose is crooked and she has a terribly squeaky voice like a rusty bike chain. She has a balcony sexual climax out of the back of her house which she likes to use for taking pictures of people locomote especially kids.When we make noise she comes out and starts going on about how we are making too much noise, and then we confront her about taking pictures of us she just goes quiet and slithers off quietly like the snake that she is. Just last Sunday she came out and starting having a go at us but when we started confronting her about taking pictures of us she said shed even take videos of us we just said but thats illegal, she said so is noise disturbance then I said but which one do you think is more serious, at which she just walked off and I called after her I thought so .She wears quite trampy clothe s and she probably only has one piece of lightheaded clothing in her whole life. Around my area there are a lot of kids who wander around looking for kids to mug, but I know them so they dont try to mug me. However when I was in premier(prenominal) year there was some kids that I didnt know trying to mug people, and once I was on my way home from school and I must have looked like a right idiot with my catholic schoolboy uniform all neat and tidy. They were walking on the other side of the road and I saw them look at me then cross the road towards me so I crossed the road to where they had been.They were then behind me and had turned around and started walking quite quickly towards me now you have go to remember that I was a little premiere year so I couldnt fight off two 16+year olds, so I started jogging, they started jogging, I picked up the pace, so did they, I was coming up to Tescos now so I sprinted through the back way through the car park into the store up to the first f loor and out through the first floor exit. As I went down the stairs I could see them through the 12ft high windows intrusive for me jogging through the aisles so I started jogging across the striking 6 lane road to my house.As I rounded the corner I saw them come out the main entrance, point towards me and start sprinting, so I just sprinted to my house and got through the front door in record time. I opened two doors in about 6 seconds. As I said earlier I tump over Earls Court like a little town a little town with its own high street with every shop its own cinema and even its own arena and park. But with little towns there comes problems. On Thursday mornings there are piles of black stash away bags waiting for the bin men to come and take them away it smells about as bad as rotten fish and eggs put together.You trip over the bags that are strewn all over the pavement. As I go down to school I go past a bright, mustard yellow estate which all the dump trucks come out of and so that stinks even more and there are kids on the estate that spit down on people going past. All in all I think my area has some good points like the fact that most of my friends live there but there are some bad points like all the crime and rubbish on the streets. But it is my area, Ive lived there all my life and I love it.