The British have no fight in them any more

Disturbances across the UK
In the summer of 1981, I sneaked out of my parents’ home in Altrincham to sit on the wall of a churchyard and have a smoke. A police car roared up. The officer ordered me to get indoors and stay there. You will find this hard to believe, but I was an argumentative young man. I replied that the police had no right to order a British citizen to do anything when he was not committing a crime or – and I added this caveat carefully – giving the constabulary reasonable grounds to suspect that he might commit a crime.

The copper lunged at me.

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