K Moran, of Primrose Close, Ivybridge, writes: I am writing regarding an incident that happened last Thursday while I was out with my baby daughter, partner and pet dog. As you can recall, we have had some beautiful evenings this past month and, making a point not to waste them, the family and I went out for a lovely walk prior to going home for tea, a bath and ­bedtime. My family has lived in Ivybridge for more than 30 years – we love the place and very much enjoy living here. We usually walk a similar route that takes us past the park and swimming pool and down towards the tennis club via the river. It is a popular route that attracts many dog walkers and enthusiasts alike. Having had a run around playing chase with our ­daughter and throwing the ball several hundred times for the dog, we were making our way back home. It was around 5.30pm. We came across three youths emerging from the underpass, two of whom were violently throwing a metal tubular canister with great force towards the tarmac path. They were laughing and joking and were oblivious to us and other passers by, who were ­giving them a wide berth. As we continued along the path there were many deposits of white foam that I later found to be cream. I stood disappointed watching them as they continued with their skylarking till they came to the wooden bench where we often see elderly ­people sit, observing their canine chums while taking a load off their feet. They were still trying to explode the can via the seat backrest etc. I was amazed and thoroughly disappointed. In the past Ivybridge youths on countless times, even when there are many (20-plus), have always been respectful and courteous: they remove their bikes from the paths or grass to clear a route for the pram etc. Needless to say I challenged the youths. One was extremely quick to distance himself from the others, saying he was just walking home. The other was directed to the bin where in all fairness he did deposit the can, protesting that it was just squirty cream, and I thanked him for it. However, the third lad was a stocky chap and a non-conformist: he just looked at me as if I were a alien, then proceeded to sarcastically wave, saying: 'Bye.' The crazy thing was that they were all wearing Devon and Somerset Cadet T-shirts. How silly are they? I eventually walked away fuming. I know they are just kids and at times, because they are so tall and well-built, you forget that. Please tell me, am I the only one who has the ­confidence or pride to take a stand and prevent these mindless acts ruining our beautiful, picturesque town? I would appreciate if you could publish this as someone may know who they are. I was unable to find a contact number for the fire service, so rather than let this go unchallenged maybe the powers that be may see this and act upon it.