To start with, the roads to work were really quiet. Yes, I know it’s ‘holiday time,’ but the city centre was very empty, as was the station. Eerie. Despite all of the ‘chin-up’ and ‘they shall not prevail’ Churchillian pap, it seems the country decided to stay at home today. Just in case.
I have to say, it didn’t cross my mind. Showered, shaved and dressed, I was on my way. And if I had thought about it, today must have been the very safest you could have moved on public trasport. More bobbies than you could shake a stick at without getting shot, CS gas in the face or tasered.
And sniffer dogs by the packload, not seen in such numbers since hunting with dogs was barred. I haven’t felt better cared for in a long while.
This is not meant as a put down on what happened yesterday, or a cheap shot at the emergency services which coped so wonderfully well. I just wonder where the heroes have gone.
Meanwhile, the air is open to the pillocks who think it’s a plot by the police. On this planet of his, I wonder what is the colour of his lawn. Sure ain’t green.