I track the subject through the stark beauty of Northampton, and then on to drearily old-fashioned Oxford. The LTLP is addressing high-powered industry leaders today, Jonny B is clinging on to her coat-tails like a bird on an elephant.
His behaviour is perplexing. He stands for long periods, motionless, staring at the sky. There are other people doing much the same - most of them look vaguely foreign. At first, I believe this to be some kind of extremist mass worship. All that is missing is the chanting. Eventually I realise that this is not the case - these people are scouting for potential kamikaze airplane routes. They plan to attack Oxford, one of the major seats of learning in our fine country, with a fiery rain of terror from the skies.
Later, JB purchases a raw pork and leek pie from a vendor in the market square, and hastily evacuates into a local retailer. Perhaps he is purging his system of impurities before the final attack.
