Well not quite, but with the threat of a "gas waistcoat" at large in East London one cannot be too careful. And with the World Cup coming up there will be plenty of extra terrorist subjects roaming about for the Police to terminate with extreme prejudice - which is just the tinest bit of an overreaction to discovering that someone hero worships Pele, used to live just down the beach from Ronnie Biggs and invented a painful method of feminine hair removal (or so I'm told)
I have to admit that I am rather puzzled by the whole matter of the gas waistcoat - which is apparently intended (according to the papers) for a terror attack on the tube - I presume that it inflates the wearer to the at least the size of the Michelin man and therefore squeezes everyone else in the carriage to death...my only other guess at precisely how this artefact works is that it has some way of relaying the current gas prices to householders and they die of apoplexy when they find out just how much boiling their breakfast egg has cost them.
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