Just thinking last night how different people can be. There I was, hoping to go out and meet some nice ladies in the pub, and meanwhile, only a couple of miles away, are the following:
the drug dealer who had one of his neighbours (a witness in his trial) shot dead and dumped in a municipal wheeled bin. He got off of course.
The sex murderer who has never been caught who likes to kill prosititutes along the canal. He likes weekends too.
It doesnt bother me so much that there are people who think and act like this who might live fifty miles away, but the fact that two of my neighbours may be handy with knife and gun is not a relaxing thought.
