Friday 10 July 2015

Welcome home

Got back into London to be met by the wonderful Beatties at Gatwick. We pointed Archie in the direction of the railway station and Victoria bus station for the Truro bound Megabus.  As usual, jetlag got the better of me so after a few beers I lost the plot a bit. Anyway two days with Derek & Jo, and moved on to wreak havock in north London with Lyns brother Paul and the Rev Julia.

My body clock was telling me to have supper and a beer, it was in fact 3 am and I have been totally awake for hours. However, I must have fallen asleep as I was woken by shouts outside of "Armed police!" All hell broke loose at next door but one. We had blue lights, at least ten armed officers some with shields some with dogs and all with at least two weapons each. More shouting from the back garden as the police talked someone out at gunpoint. An arrest was made and marched off to a waiting police van. I know no more other than the cops had a chat in the road, shook hands and drove off for donoughts someplace. CID appeared with local officers and took the place apart so Im guessing drugs? 

Never did get back to sleep and feeling pretty ragged right now, but thats another story as they say.....