I phoned Ethan today to find out if he was Ok and why on earth the was down in Southwark. Turns out he went down there to see an Australian Blues and Roots band and buy some weed. The Idiot. Quite accidentally he got caught in the melee.
He then proceeded to tell me what happened and even though I wasn’t there I was quite scared. What started as a peaceful protest against the cancelled airline flights, turned ugly when someone threw something at police. Then everything escalated out of hand. Whatever people could get their hands on was thrown; fires were lit in the streets; cars overturned; shop fronts vandalised, windows smashed and looted.
The police pulled back before coming with reinforcements but by then the crowd was already out of control. Ethan and his friends, while not in the thick of it, were picked on by a group of angry youth. That was when Ethan got kicked in the head. About that time police reinforcements arrived and the rioters turned their attention to the police. Thankfully it gave Ethan and his mates an opportunity to escape down an alleyway and over a wall. They made their way out through backyards. Ethan then collapsed with concussion and woke up in hospital.
He’s been told not to go to work for the rest of the week.
Then he swore me to secrecy.
Mum and Dad would have kittens if they found out.