Old shooter

On Sunday I found some treasure...In the roof space of one of our sheds, hidden away was an old rifle. Although it was old, rusty and wood wormy, the bolt was still greased and all appeared to be working. Goodness knows how long ago it was last greased and put away!

Gorgeous thought it best to get the rozzers to come collect it so today I had the pleasure of a VERY nice man in uniform at the kitchen table asking me for a statement and to submit to him. The firearm, that is...

As he left, I noticed his bum handcuffs...smiled to myself and let him go on his way.