So in a week we have a spate of acid attacks in the neighbourhood, a riot brewing on Kingsland Road following a death in custody, a man beaten up on a local cycle path, and dealers now taking up residence on it. It's an odd, angry summer, this one. All thunder storm and gusts of wind out of nowhere. Anything unmoored is being buffeted into a gutter, and the rest of us cling on to our umbrellas and find the nearest wall to stand with our backs to. Youth workers talk of withdrawing from some streets because, like fake news, and alternative facts, and trolling, and Brexit, and Jo Cox, and shrapnel at a kid''s concert, the borders have shifted.
