After covering Tommy Robinson's appeal, I spent another day in London, and one of the places I visited was the spot where a young soldier named Lee Rigby was slaughtered in broad daylight by Muslim terrorists.
Five years later, what will you find here?
A small bronze plaque, covered in dirt. A few flowers.
And a card that it's hard for me to read to you without choking up.
Is this really the England of Queen Victoria and Winston Churchill?