Broadmead
Place
Bristol shopping district offered up to the bacchanal. Windows, livelihoods and civic composure prove equally combustible.
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Very soon, the turmoil had reached as far as Broadmead. Honest shopkeepers, whom the cacophony of drums and lutes had roused from their beds, stood by in their pie-jams and their nighties, and rung their hands and beseeched deaf Heaven with their bootless cries, as windows were smashed and livelihoods went up in smoke. When the appetite for wanton destruction had been by this means temporarily attenuated, the mob took…