Lunchtime takeaway

Lunchtime started out so pleasantly. Nice stroll along the river to Battersea Square. Then I took a seat outside Mazar's while I waited for them to make the sandwich I'd ordered. The sun was shining, the birds were singing sweetly in the trees.

Then the Authorised Enforcement Unit decided to rock up.

The effect on the laid back Mediterranean atmosphere was a bit like the child catcher turning up - except parked cars can't run and hide. They soon had this little sporty number on the back of their truck and they were away.

Certainly put a new spin on the meaning of takeaway.