07-28-2021, 12:06 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-30-2021, 12:36 PM by Albert Hailey.)
Albert heard a door slam and the sound of foliage rustling. Bugger, the little scruff was trying to get away!
"Oi! Come back 'ere!" Bert shouted in vain before he took off in the direction of the sound. As if this pint-sized hooligan was going to develop a sense of morality, stop, and return to him apologetically.
"I hate kids.." Bert muttered as he ran. The unkempt garden and the weight of his police accouterments hindered his progress, transforming him from a sleek athlete into something resembling a drunken rabbit, hopping and staggering in pursuit.
Bert reached a brick wall that marked one of the property's boundaries and hoisted himself up and over it. His boots hit the street on the other side with a crunch and there was the clatter of his equipment. Nothing but stillness and darkness, the street was deserted. The kid could be half way to Scarborough by now.
"I hate kids.." Bert remarked grimly.
"Oi! Come back 'ere!" Bert shouted in vain before he took off in the direction of the sound. As if this pint-sized hooligan was going to develop a sense of morality, stop, and return to him apologetically.
"I hate kids.." Bert muttered as he ran. The unkempt garden and the weight of his police accouterments hindered his progress, transforming him from a sleek athlete into something resembling a drunken rabbit, hopping and staggering in pursuit.
Bert reached a brick wall that marked one of the property's boundaries and hoisted himself up and over it. His boots hit the street on the other side with a crunch and there was the clatter of his equipment. Nothing but stillness and darkness, the street was deserted. The kid could be half way to Scarborough by now.
"I hate kids.." Bert remarked grimly.
When constabulary duty's to be done...
