Saw a traffic warden (finally) giving a ticket to one of the people who parked in the cycle lane again. We stopped briefly to cheer.
I don’t think I have ever seen such a confused human. The chain of thoughts crossing the face seemed to be:
- People are stopping, okay.
- They are looking at me.
- Oh dear, is this going to be a confrontation?
- They are happy to see me doing my job. I do not know how to process that. What is happening? How? Why? What? Who?
