I still wear my ring because it is the only thing I have ever achieved in my life (even though she says she flushed her one down the lavatory)

I still wear my ring, because it is the only thing I have ever achieved in my life (even though she says she flushed her one down the lavatory). I found a woman I loved, who loved me back, and wanted to put a ring on my finger. I cannot see any other achievement in my life apart from that. I do have a good job now–£–,000 a year; that means an awful lot to me, too. Belgian soldiers on the streets of Brussels fascinate me; they don’t look like Belgians. They are too tall, too strong, too muscular. They look like an alien species. I never see Belgian men like this normally. In London it is different. You see lots of tough, brawny, tall, strong men in their office suits and ties; but in Belgium I never see men like this, except the soldiers.

Soldiers! The first 2 of the day. Two brown caps together

Soldiers! The first 2 of the day. Two brown caps together. Noticeable how many Belgian soldiers have little beards on their chins. The “Brussels Lockdown” did seem extremely over the top; can you imagine London going into “lockdown”—all theatre, restaurants, shopping centres shut down? It is unthinkable—but it is reassuring to see the soldiers on the streets. Can you imagine terrorising your own population the way the Belgian government did? They did the terrorists’ job for them; but no doubt they had good reason to do it. These “jihadist” losers are obviously completely indiscriminate who they kill so hard for a government to protect against.