Yesterday afternoon, I was walking across Bristol to take advantage of a lift when, in the space of about quarter of a mile, I passed three, yes three, one armed men.  Two of them were just missing an arm and the third had a strap-on one with a clippy bit on the end.  He was holding a newspaper in it.

They were all missing their left arm.  I wonder if there was a left arm amputees convention going on in Bristol yesterday...