This happened last week. I couldn't believe it when mum told me. They'd just finished their lunch, dad was having a snooze on the sofa, mum had got up to take the plates back out into the kitchen when she noticed 'policemen' coming up the garden path. "Oh Jim!" sez mum, who had a kidney out a few years ago due to cancer,"There's policemen! what on earth can be wrong, quick you go!" Mum, thinking they were bringing bad news, shook dad awake. "You go!" Dad, who still has to wear a catheter after a spell in hospital three months ago, wobbled to his feet a bit puzzled. They are both in their middle eighties and hard of hearing. Luckily they opened the front door before it was bashed down, to armed policemen in full riot gear and tracker dogs! In our sleepy village we never see policemen and never ever with guns anywhere! There were police cars and vans everywhere. Mum said they wanted to search the house, they were all around the house, out the back, in the garden, out in the road. "We just didn't know what was going on! They were looking for someone with guns and knives!" One of the policeman's walkie talkie started buzzing and crackling and they rushed out, spoke to a neighbour then, quickly drove off again! "Wow!" said me, "Luckily you didn't go to adjust your catheter dad, (it's hidden, a tiny thing strapped to his leg) they might have thought you were going for a hidden gun or knife!" Of course, they'd made a mistake. My mum and dad aren't gangsters, although they did go as Al Capone and his moll to Emma's eighteenth birthday years ago! Hopefully someone from the police will apologize, it's a wonder they both didn't keel over with heart attacks!
WATERSHIP DOWN...and some tears.
13 hours ago