I keep imagining one of those reporter packages overnight on the BBC News channel, introduced lugubriously by Zeinab Badawi. Some far away country, probably ending in A, where a benighted and impoverished population are getting up at 6am in villages and towns to see someone jog past with a lighted torch, followed by police cars and coaches. Eventually the running stops, and the coaches drive on to the next expectant crowd. Oh, how we'd chuckle to ourselves.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
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