A policewoman called round to our house tonight. She was all kitted up with a bullet proof vest and chunky things on her belt it was best not to know about. No, it was not a kisso – or strip-o-gram call, this policewoman was for real.
Honestly, this place is beginning to get like the wild west. Hubby was walking down a hill towards the beach this afternoon when he saw a gun barrel pointing out of the passenger side of an eight-seater minibus which was parked on the sand. He said the beach was quiet, and there was not a bird to be seen. “That’s not right” he thought and decided he would take a closer look. With a better a view, hubby saw that the gun barrel seemed extra long, may be there was a suppressor attached.
Taking the short cut, hubby arrived at the boat club building, found himself in the line of fire and also saw that plastic bottle targets had been set up on some rocks. He ducked into the boat house and called the police. Shortly after, the beach started to fill with walkers out with their pets and families out with the children who are still on their summer holidays from school.
The rifle, an air rifle, which did have a silencer attached, and its pellets have been confiscated and the user has been charged with two or three charges, including a wanton disregard for other people’s safety.
The policewoman was an expert at précis and concise reporting.