Last week I arrived in Croydon to a week’s worth of knife deaths, convictions and escapes. It seemed that the whole place was a blood-bath. In examining them closely, some deaths were national news – and deservedly so, but mostly, there is no world outside of London for all the meeja types.
For instance, in the same week three people were knifed in the North-East that didn’t make the six o’clock news and the alarm levels are just as bad, so maybe my initial suspicions are right! Like this example…..
A quote on last week’s “Question Time” made me jump. Apparently the worst place in Britain for knifing is Glasgow, not some London Borough. It’s twice as bad!
I was making this point to nice old lady from St Ives on the way home on the train – specifically relating to the high incidence of(you had to be there) running up the Bristol Channel into Bridgwater and . Having seen several myself, they are quite common, but never reported on the national news despite recent severe damage in Bridgwater and Burnham. Jillian Greenwood’s poetry book “Western Tornadoes” is so titled for precisely these reasons. This compares to the one in London last year.
Anyway, today, just to prove me wrong, the BBC and others are reporting “funnel clouds” in Lancashire. There then followed a discussion about if they were tornadoes or not. In my book, if they can suck Granny Clooties washing line into space then they’re tornadoes. You see, if there is bad news, then London’s is worse! They only want London to have the bad news.