I was knocked off my bike – by a driver, deliberately – in a hit and run yesterday. So I’ve been reflecting a lot on the apparent futility of reporting this sort of violence to the police.
I still will, but I have so little faith, and it diminishes each time.
I’m phenomenally grateful to ~ a dozen passers-by who checked I was okay. Two gave me their contact details as witnesses, so I have pictures of the car & plate from one and the business card of a partner in a law firm from the other. ❤️