Tabster's not kidding about being aware of Rupie's doings in the Wapping days. I can remembering driving to see her one evening during that time and having to stop the car when it got surrounded by a group of men demanding to know where I was going and what I wanted. J-j-just v-v-visiting a friend I squeaked, and they let me through without further incident or any real unpleasantness (though being physically halted by a gang was pretty unpleasant). I suppose they realised that a lone woman in a small aging canary-yellow Renault wasn't going to pose much of a threat.

To try to steer this back on track, it shows you the impact Rupie and his dealings can have on society. You don't get street-vigilance over philanthropic acts.