Playgrounds are such gobby places. Know what I mean? Everyone seems to have something to Talk about, giggle, whisper, scream and shout about, I mean, it's like being in a parrot cage. And playgrounds are such pushy places. Know what I mean? Everyone seems to have to Run about, jump, kick, do cartwheels, handstands, fly around, I mean, it's like being inside a whirlwind. And playgrounds are such patchy places. Know what I mean? Everyone seems to Go round in circles, lines and triangles, coloured shapes, I mean it's like being in a kaleidoscope. And playgrounds are such pally places. Know what I mean? Everyone seems to Have best friends, secrets, link arms, be in gangs, Everyone, except me. Know what I mean. By Berlie Doherty