When I lived in East London a few years back, I used to tutor some Jewish girls in the evening who attended a Jewish school the other side of London. It used to take them an hour or more to get home, and occasionally there would be traffic hold ups. I remember their mum getting really worried if they were late arriving, (probably all kind of fears), and frantic texts being sent. I shudder to think how they would all be feeling now.
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