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A couple of days ago walking down Markhouse Road in Walthamstow, I chanced upon a cortege advancing slowly up the road with a long queue forming behind - slowly, because the funerla party were preceded on foot by a small Sally Ann band playing "The Old Rugged Cross" (I think). No pics, I fear, as I had no camera with me and, well, it would have been a touch disrepectful anyway. As it was, I felt that I should have been wearing a hat just so I could take it off. Then on Wednesday I had been doing some last minute Xmas shopping in Islington (at, Richard will be glad to know, Waterstones) and was walking up Essex Road to catch a 56. I had to swerve slightly to avoid a van reversing carelessly on to the pavement, and was bumped by a young black man jogging past on the inside. He didn't stop and I was just thinking vaguely that he was a bit of a twat, when he ran out into the road about forty yards further on, kicked out the left side rear light cluster of a black Audi stopped at lights, then jogged off into a nearby alley - though he continued to lurk rather than running away completely. The Audi, despite the driver behind flashing his lights, headed off apparently oblivious. The attacker then headed off down the alley, having seemingly been waiting in case he got the chance of a confrontation.... I think I may have missed the first half of this encounter! Anyway, happy Xmas and goodwill to all men. Don't kick out any one's lights. And don't as I did yesterday, slice open the end of your left thumb cutting peppers. Ow. Current Location: St Ives, Cambridgeshire
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