Achosion I Laweni #3

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#3 - Splott street art

I'm not talking about the off-yellow walls of the Old Illtydian club at the junction of Splott Road and Tin Street, which appear to function as an enormous messageboard for spotty Splott teenagers. Every single one of the hoodie-wearing BMXers that loiter around outside the front of Costcutter must pack a marker pen with which to sign their name brazenly on the club's increasingly cluttered external canvas. Oh well, I guess it's good to know that txtng hasn't entirely displaced every other mode of communication in the affections of the yoof of today.

No, what I'm talking about is much more subtle and charming - not the bald, bold declarations of love or sly insinuations about sexual preference or parentage that remain day after day upon the Old Illtydian, but the vivid representations of houses, landscapes and rainbows in pastel shades of chalk which appear on the pavement outside one of the houses on Railway Street but which are ephemeral works of art thanks to the inclement Cardiff weather (seriously, it's rained so much here since the start of March that I've thought about going to IKEA and asking if they do a flat-packed ark).

So, to the young Splott resident who regularly brightens up my walk home - thanks.