I live in what I think is a great area, if you get rid of the odd idiot doing burn outs and the drug dealer who lives across the road (however he has told me that he keeps people in check)
This morning I woke to a bit of noise outside, around 6am.
I got dressed and grabbed the dog, running shoes on and started on my jog, following the same route I do every single day I was stopped. With my iPhone on and took the headphones out and said "uh? I jog down here every morning"
The guy was an uniformed police man (A hot one) said "We're carrying out a raid any second now, are you able to go home while we carry out the raid"
I go home, very p!ssed off that I didn't get my 5km's in and turn on the radio. I find out that the house behind me has been raided for TERRORISM
The press are saying that he was giving money to people to fight for IS, so its a little weird here at the moment.
The good thing is I've had a great catch up with a few friends I worked with when I worked as a press photographer
