Musings of an aging fan

Looked up my old street, which matched up with what I remembered (some ASBOs from the flats that backed up to mine, a few traffic incidents at a particularly nasty zebra crossing, thankfully nothing terribly disturbing). I still remember calling the police at 4 AM to report a very loud noise that turned out to be someone having thrown a heavy object at a shop window in the high street below -- fortunately, the window was shatterproof glass, but the noise woke me out of a sound sleep.