That reminds me of last Friday night... while out looking for somewhere to eat in London we pull up at some red traffic lights in Plaistow.
I happen to mention to Rich, who was driving, about this being the place of a shooting that was in the news a short while ago. With that he presses the button that locks the car doors with a very loud
CLUNK.
At which point I look out the window and 3 fairly large very dark skinned young men stare at the car...they had obviously heard the loud clunk of doors locking and could be forgiven for jumping to conclusions.
I was torn between disappearing into the seat well or opening the window and trying to explain that the locking of the doors in such a manner had nothing to do with them or the colour of their skin.
Thankfully the lights changed...
