In Hyde Park, it's not the ivory Queen that's the biggest danger. It's the self-styled kings of the public chess pit that threaten to destroy the classic game.
Smelling of cheap wine and stale tobacco, a band of drunken homeless people have taken over the arena beneath the trees - and are scaring off chess players and tourists with abusive begging and violent antics.
Look, before this gets out of hand, I have to say that that description stretches it a bit. I go there once or twice a week and I've seen neither "abusive begging" nor "violent antics". Like I said in my first post on this, the complaint is more than a little tad dramatic.
Read: Check mate for drunken hobos.