Last week I wrote about how much I loved London.

Over this weekend rioting broke out, last night in Ealing, where I live.

I grew up here in the 80’s, I’ve lived here through riots, football hooliganism, bombing, I was even tear gassed at school (brother of a pupil threatening a teacher, no we weren’t seriously hurt). The point is that as wonderful as London is, it’s not perfect and this stuff does happen.

This is what I’ve learnt. We need to carry on day to day. If we don’t, if we are afraid to live,then ‘they’ win. When 7/7 happened I continued to use the Tube, because no-one was going to scare me out of my city. This week, I’m going to continue to live in my city. No-one scares me out of my city.

I’m a Londoner. We can do hard things. There are people living in this city that are rioting. We can argue about why later but the best part of London isn’t the people rioting, it’s the people this morning who took to the streets to tidy up and ask the Mayor where his broom was..

We don’t break easily.  I’m still proud to be a Londoner and it’s still an amazing place to live.

Today that’s all I’ve got.