One evening around 10.30 pm, I was out with the local beat bobby having been alerted to youngsters riding motor scooters through the estate and causing mayhem. As we approached the hotspot, most of the kids absconded, leaving a solitary figure still at the bus stop. We approached him and the officer asked him his age. Ten he replied with a petulant swagger. ‘Why are you out so late? ‘Dunno’, was his reply. As the other police car approached and the headlights fell on the lads face, the officer with me suggested he knew where the lad lived and said that we would walk him home to his dad. To my amazement the lad responded ‘you know my dad? You better come quick and tell my mum, she’s been looking for him for nearly 10 years’.
Enough said!
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