I don´t know, perhaps everyone knows this blog already. But if not, have a look.
Proud? Of course I’m proud. Whose heart wouldn’t swell like a galleon’s mainsail at the thought that the city of one’s birth has been chosen, not merely as the venue for the summit meeting that will surely save the world, but as one of Barack Obama’s stations of the crisis? Not only that, but we will have the reassuring sight of thousands of policemen on the street. Even Peter Hitchens will be dancing a jig and reel. Plus, our young people will be free to express their carefully thought out political beliefs right here, in the heart, the very fons et origo, of parliamentary democracy. These really are the best of times.
Stations of the crisis….yes, like that a lot.