...sitting up in bed on Saturday night reading - as you do ON A SATURDAY - and I became aware that the loud noise I was hearring was a helicopter hovering.
Took a while for it to register 'cos lets face it with a static caravan near a large airport with a military SAR base attached, you hear them all the time.
Tried keeking out the window but could see nothing - must have been right overhead.
Next day in the papers - the local SPAR had been held up by a gunman, someone well known to the staff who had flipped, cornered in a street only a couple of hundred yards away from me by the cops. Wouldnt comply with instructions so they shot him.
Lets face it, the way things are nowadays, he could have had a weapon shoved up his jouk and taken the cops out first.
There will be an enquiry, there always is but the guy's recovering in Hospital and giving that its an area of high density housing, the cop's were doing what they thought was the safest.
And I get milk and paper's in that shop too.
Better make sure I've always got my purse in with me ..........bugger.
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