I don’t drink much, but I broke out the last of the Gentleman Jack bourbon and had a bourbon and Diet Coke to celebrate the relief I feel that the four failed bombers from last week have all been arrested. One got as far as Rome; the other two were caught in West London: one in Notting Hill just yards from Portobello Market and the other in North Kensington.
This is of course not the end; it’s only the beginning of the end, or even the end of the beginning. However, I hope that these people are treated fairly, tried, and if convicted, sentenced to life without the possibility of parole. I hope that information gathered from them will lead to those who masterminded the bombings and to other like-minded young men who can then be prevented from further terrorist activity.
The entire affair is desperately sad. But I’m happy tonight.
In other news: HWMBO has finished his SAS course today and came home with, would youi believe it, an MP3 player branded “SAS”. He’s given it to me and I’m going to be loaded stuff on it for the parish seaside trip tomorrow. Will be bringing a book and the newspaper, and will just chill. May bring the camera too, but if we go to Hastings, there’s not much to see.