Usually brown signs direct you to areas of natural or historical interest, in the case of the Welsh Harp, this could not be further from the truth.

Although a little off this blog’s topic, I randomly went to see if this reservoir and nature reserve could be walked round since I often see boats and people milling around it when driving past on the North Circular. It was probably the least inspiring place to go ever. There were more empty cans of stella kicking around than on a landfill site and the level of general waste was quite unexpected.

No-one seemed particularly put off by all the rubbish embellishments lining the footpath. There were plenty of families having picnics and children playing around the water’s edge. I would imagine the reservoir is a breeding ground for a whole generation of alcoholic wildlife tuned to the taste of dregs from the world’s least finest breweries.

I did not manage to walk around all of it, as it gets a bit boggy in places according the various tired notice-boards. I wonder if Brent spent less money on resurfacing pavements pointlessly and more on these kind of recreational areas, Brent would be a much more appealing place to live. Perhaps they can just replace the Welsh Harp brown signs with directions to the borough’s best kept pavements and leave the the birds to their dregs.