Last evening, standing outside my front door, was thinking about how I was going to arrive at the theatre, my choice being the bus or the subway. As I moved to the corner, to walk to the subway, roaring down the street comes one of those black government cars, with sirens and flashing lights, and a big truck behind it that looks like an ambulance on steroids. However, on the side of the big truck were the words: ‘Bomb Squad’. Decision made, take the bus.