I have a message for the London mayor, Sadiq Khan: you and your policies stink! While the fuzz are busy scanning the internet for racist or sexist material, crime in the capital is up by six per cent over the past 12 months and the police — handicapped by PC orders from above — have made 20 per cent fewer arrests. Statistics show youth violence and murder soaring in London, with the latter up by 84 per cent on last year.
But here’s a story that’s not a statistic. Last week, my little girl Lolly was viciously attacked and robbed near the World’s End pub on the King’s Road after going to dinner with her cousin. She had spotted a hoodie (does Cameron still wish us to hug them?) on her way to dinner, a man of North African or Middle Eastern appearance. He attacked her after dinner asshe was nearing her flat.
Mind you, the scumbag got a surprise. My beautiful daughter is made of sterner stuff and fought back, kicking him you know where though she was unable to gouge his eyes, as I have taught her to do. When she was hit on the side of the head and went down she continued to fight, but the cowardly scumbag managed to rip an expensive necklace off her before running into the darkness. The next day, a very nice female cop visited her and took down some details. But she didn’t even ask for a description of the gem the filth had stolen. I suppose that taking a description of something he was certain to get rid off immediately plays no part in police work nowadays. It just might look a bit racist to go into the areas where these criminals live and check out a few pawnshops.
My little girl had already told me how hoodlums and football hooligans get into drunken fights after dark near the Chelsea football ground, and how there are never any police around.
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