Maybe it's the heat or something, but the past few morning commutes to Richmond have felt slightly sinister. Yesterday, after watching the news of police and a street party clashing in Brixton, and getting passed by police vans with blues-and-twos going at full speed along the A4, I arrived at a store with no power. This morning, similar clashes on the news in Stretham and Notting Hill, more police vehicles, and then some dodgy character kicking shopping carts over and loitering a bit close to the bike racks as I went into the shop. At least my bike was still there, and undamaged when I got out at the end of work. Hopefully the rain today will take the heat out the air and the edge off the mood I'm feeling.