London's Burning

What with London's teenagers slaughtering one another on a daily basis and rival football fans hurtling us back to the 70s and 80s -- mindless, random violence is rife and everywhere in the city today.

You can't walk down any of the capital's streets without having to negotiate around a large yellow police sign appealing for witnesses to assaults, muggings, burglaries and murder. Yes -- murder. I kid you not. There's a sign on Lisson Grove -- around the corner from the office and where I park my car -- asking for information about a murder committed on a mid-week afternoon a couple of weeks ago.

On Wednesday in Hammersmith a gang of 13-year-olds stabbed a 16 year-old lad to death just to take his dog.

When pit bulls and staffs are status symbols -- canine bling if you like -- it's time to skedaddle to the shires and leave Sodom to rot.