The patriotic policeman
Disgracefully, some of Ron’s colleagues have been wondering how to get out of working on May 6 and he knows at least one who is planning to ‘develop’ flu, but he wouldn’t miss it for the world. Yes, it’s a long day on your feet and the weather is a lottery (he got stung by a wasp at the Platinum Jubilee), but the great thing about mass gatherings such as this one is that everyone is in a good mood. He loved the London Olympics for the same reason. It makes a change from apprehending discourteous oiks and mopping up after drunks—the wearying daily round of the bad, the mad and the very sad—and any protesters hanging around the fringes will simply be considered pathetic.
He hopes none of the younger ones is going to get silly and shed its rider, but there’s always one
He’ll have his photo taken with some Americans,
