Well here's a go, out here, in the wilds of the Derbyshire/ Nottinghamshire
border/Markland/ the nexus of three ancient British Kingdoms ( Mercia,
Anglia and Northumbria ) things are usually very quiet.
Some persons of an especially excitable nature might be wont to state that it is mind-numbingly boring-and also quite quiet.
Some of us actually like life like that.
I suppose that it's a case of " horses for courses ".
Anyway, just add a bit a variety to life the local police have been busy earning their keep.
How they achieved this was by raiding two premises that were involved in cannabis production.
The two places were done over the period of three weeks. The first " joint " got turned over about three weeks ago.
( see what I did there? Puns are fun! )
The owner of this establishment set himself up as a barber.
Actually he is quite a good one-if somewhat over-priced.
The second " joint " was located in a shop that has been, at various times, a butchers, a laundrette and a pet shop.
This
latest jaunt by the police caused some unhappiness with certain folks
hereabouts, mainly because of the sight of forty or so large evidence
bags crammed with cannabis leaves were left on display for all to see as
the cops waited for the transport to take it away.
I kid you not, there were a couple of the local shitheads visibly shaken at the sight of it being loaded into the police van!
Job jobbed, it seems!
