Apparently everything's ok ...

London is in lock-down today, with the advent of the G20 demonstrations. The area where I work is the epicentre of the planned action, and the shops and businesses are mostly boarded up this fine morning. All except The Pitcher and Piano, but then I guess even demonstrators fancy a swift pint, placard waving is thirsty work after all.

The main focus of the demonstrations is the Bank of England (200 foot from my office, which is also on the hitlist, which is nice) and I had a walk round there yesterday afternoon to see the preparations for the hoardes of the unwashed invading today. Other than the statues being boarded up and the benches being taken away there wasn't a lot going on, apart from this bloke:

He made his demonstration, then got into a heated debate with the balding feller on the right. (And what's with that hairstyle? You're losing your hair, so cut it off, let it go ... That way you don't look a knob).

The guy in the red then chimed in, but he insisted on using words like "bourgeois" and "renaissance", so lost his audience as no-one had a scoobies* what he was on about ...

That said, the trains were very quiet this morning as lots of companies had told their staff to work from home. Those that came in were encouraged to 'dress down' for the day ... City bankers don't understand 'dress down', so there's a lot of nicely ironed jeans and deck shoes around today ...

*Scoobies ... Cockney rhyming slang - 'Scooby Doo' - clue. Got that Holly?!