Every day scenes witnessed by me on local suburban streets:
- A balletic performance given by two police motorcyclists. Weaving gently between the vehicles on my side of the carriageway, occasionally spreading over onto the other, they were raising and lowering themselves on their foot pegs, all the while spreading their arms in and out, steering their bikes with their knees. They then burnt the red lights to turn into their barracks.
- A uniformed policeman driving his van quite slowly so as better to concentrate on the conversation he was having with the mobile clutched in his hand, changing lanes without signalling only to disappear from view as he burnt the lights at which we, mere mortals, had stopped.
On the faces of the drivers around me, I saw no expression of anger; only of resignation.
Again: Stay vigilant, but be thankful!
- A balletic performance given by two police motorcyclists. Weaving gently between the vehicles on my side of the carriageway, occasionally spreading over onto the other, they were raising and lowering themselves on their foot pegs, all the while spreading their arms in and out, steering their bikes with their knees. They then burnt the red lights to turn into their barracks.
- A uniformed policeman driving his van quite slowly so as better to concentrate on the conversation he was having with the mobile clutched in his hand, changing lanes without signalling only to disappear from view as he burnt the lights at which we, mere mortals, had stopped.
On the faces of the drivers around me, I saw no expression of anger; only of resignation.
Again: Stay vigilant, but be thankful!
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