I have posted this poem written by a fellow barbel angler. I feel it states what we all think.

London

You come to place you're bags of hate
On bus and train,you made us late
Yet we'll be back again tomorrow
We'll carry on despite our sorrow
You're bags of hate caused some to die
Yet we stride out strong, with heads held high
You'll never win,we will not bow
You can't defeat us,you don't know how
This London which we love with pride
It's a town where scum like you can't hide
Don't worry we will hunt you down
Then lock you up in the name of the crown
We're London and we're many races
Just look and you'll see our stoic faces
We all condemn you're heinous act
You will not win and that's a fact
We'll mourn our dead and shed a tear
But we will not bow to acts of fear
You're out there somewhere all alone
There's no where you can call home
Olympics ours we've won the race
You're timing then is a real disgrace
Our strength you'll find remains unbowed
We're London and we're very Proud