From An unreal city: lockdown in London
A warm, churchy kind of voice.
In the supermarket on Coldharbour Lane in Brixton, south London a middle-aged cashier is keeping order as furtive human shapes grab things from the shelves. The entrance is full of street people, drinkers, people with nowhere else to go. An unsteady-looking man in a long overcoat has already chased the security guard to the back of the shop. â€œDonâ€™t be upset, darling,â€ the cashier says in a warm, churchy kind of voice. â€œNow youâ€™re going to have to stand back. Yes, back. Thank you, darling.â€