I recently walked past an advertisement boasting an extensive “on-the-go” food range: coffee to go, porridge to go, bacon rolls to go. Breakfast itself, apparently, has become something to be consumed while moving between commitments.
Then only a few days later, I witnessed something incredibly shocking and unsettling. A man sitting alone in his van at nine o’clock in the morning viewing pornography, fitting this in before a job, I assume, in a public residential street with many young families walking by.
