I'm amazed that I managed to avoid mentioning the strange events in Ashcombe Road this week for so long. It seems that sometime in the early hours of Tuesday morning, a man was shot dead in a house in my street. Despite noticing a bunch of Police vehicles and some 'incident tape' in the distance when arriving home on Tuesday, I was blissfully ignorant of the situation until arriving in work on Wednesday when my colleagues filled me in on the news.
The Police seem to think its non-random, and that no-one else is at risk. Hard to say - some odd people live in this street (and no, I don't discount myself - but I'm odd in a solitary way, and therefore likely safe!). Tonight I noticed Police staff making an at best cursory search of the gardens at this end of the street - presumably for a weapon.
I'm sure once I'd have found all this exciting, alarming, even frightening. The way things are here nowadays, its just a bit depressing...
Lost::MikeGTN
I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.
