Now, when I go into a shop, I don’t have to hand my plastic bags containing previous purchases to the security guard to be stapled shut (in case I plan to shoplift).
Now I don’t need to risk assess a casual converstion with a stranger at a bus stop about my destination (Why might he want to know?).
Adrenaline doesn’t need to pump round my body when I meet a young man on the street with his hand in his pocket (maybe it should never have, but it did, and still does).
When I am out as dusk falls, I don’t have to start thinking, How am I going to get home?
On the other hand, now no one’s face lights up with delighted surprise when they discover I’m from Scotland.Share this post: