No time like the present?

I am trying not to be a grumpy old person ... but this week I have been rendered speechless three times. First when all the Lothian buses were withdrawn because it was unsafe for their drivers and passengers due to brick throwing youths. Then it was the fixing of fine trip wire, at neck level on a popular national cycle route yesterday seriously injuring a cyclist. And today this graffiti on our local post box.

I am not anti youth. Far from it! But I am anti defacing a century old wall post box installed here in the reign of George Vth. But maybe I am living in a time warp? Maybe post boxes and their royal cyphers have had their day?

Maybe there really is no longer any time for the present familiar arrangements?