I was sitting on a bench in the pedestrian area just opposite Starbucks this morning, waiting for Graham to come back from Marks & Spencer. It was busy, but not too busy. Through the not-crowd came two black-clad policemen, all geared up with accoutrement and stern attention to duty. I caught the eye of one of them, he smiled, and said: “Hello!”
Be still my foolish [old] heart.
