Why the town is a curfew to the elderly

I WOULD like to respond to the letter from Peter Barber (Is there a curfew on the elderly - Herald, December 30).

The answer to his query is an emphatic “yes,” but the curfew is not mandatory.

It is one that is self imposed by an age group who can remember a time when all seafront shelters actually had glass windows.

Some while ago I departed a social function in Terminus Road about 10.30pm and commenced to walk to the railway station.

On nearing the pedestrian precinct I saw a fat female lump lying on her back smoking a cigarette.

This young ‘lady’ was alternately emitting smoke and a stream of profanities from her foul mouth.

This abuse did not appear to be directed at anyone in particular.

I walked on by, comfortable in the knowledge that she would, in a few years’ time, be in receipt of the very dedicated services provided by our National Health Service.

A little further on I encountered a group of young people all shouting loudly and obviously enjoying themselves immensely.

The men were carrying the young ‘ladies’ upon their shoulders and indulging in a form of the playground activity ‘piggyback’ fighting.

Whether the aforementioned “fat lump” had been part of the fight I was unable to tell, but I thought not.

None of the young men engaged in the ‘game’ looked as though they were strong enough to attempt the physical fear of getting such a mass onto their shoulders.

I walked on and continued to come across various incidents of raucous behaviour along this road and on into the railway station proper. On the short train journey home, I reflected how wrong it was all those years ago when a patrolling constable apprehended three loud-mouthed youths who rejected his offer to ‘tone down the language and get along quietly to their homes.’

During the resultant court appearance, the officer told the Bench that he had requested the three youths to make less noise and get along quietly to their homes.

At this point one of the defendants interjected saying, “you said no such thing. You came up to us and said what bleeding zoo have you three escaped from?”

All three were fined the going rate, which I now reflected was a pity, because they were clearly just having a bit of fun.

It was however quite possible that there would have been more elderly (and normal) people around the town on this particular evening and they in turn may have taken offence at the behaviour of the three youths.

As for me? I will continue my self-imposed curfew and make the most of my remaining pleasant evenings “on the town” in places like Sarlat, Perigeux, Brantome, etc and leave Eastbourne to those who really enjoy its facilities.


Mapleleaf Gardens, Polegate