Driving north up Drury Lane, a one-way street much favoured by cabbies, a police car was coming towards me in the opposite direction. No light or siren, he just couldn’t be bothered to go the long way round.
Driving north up Drury Lane, a one-way street much favoured by cabbies, a police car was coming towards me in the opposite direction. No light or siren, he just couldn’t be bothered to go the long way round.
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Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? (Juvenal)
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Who watches the watchers? No one apparently.
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