Sunday 25 March 2012

Splendour on the grass

It was a gorgeous autumn day yesterday. A clear blue sky and a slight bite in the breeze yet a warmish sun still beamed down with the capacity to burn.

I stopped off for a perve in Centennial Park between paying my respects to my late mother and going to an afternoon movie. I can always find time to gaze upon young men cavorting in the park. This was a curious group of twenty/thirty somethings.


There were about twenty of them, most out of photo range when I snapped this including (sadly) nearly all those running around topless. A few wore funny hats or other peculiar clothing items. There were no women in sight. I wondered what the occasion was.

They were playing a very social game of cricket stopping every couple of overs or so for drinks breaks.

At one point another man, dressed entirely in black, arrived and the men sat around him in a semi circle watching and applauding as he performed some magic and illusion tricks. After twenty minutes he was paid and departed to be replaced by park delivered pizzas. A courier delivered about eight boxes of pizzas. For any overseas readers this was akin to a pizza delivery to the middle of Central Park in New York or Hampstead Heath in London.

After a while they resumed their social cricket.

What was particularly curious was that all the way through at about five minute intervals and on some signal, unidentified by me, the men would suddenly halt whatever activity, or inactivity, they were engaged in, start whooping loudly and they would rush into little groups of four or five huddling together in a sexual style tableau. They would hold their tableaux for about ten seconds and then just as quickly return to their previous activities.

My guess is they were participating in a buck's party.

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