Policemen

Albert and I were interviewed at precisely 4.24 a.m. this morning by two burly policemen, why you may ask?  We were taking Tristan (yes we have children boy type) to the airport; he was to be at our house at 4.00 a.m. and he was late and Albert insisted on walking to the village; in the rain.  We were sheltering from the rain under a large chestnut tree and had noticed the police car pass us twice and Albert was clutching a cricket bat – he was returning it to Tristan.

I thought we were going to need a lawyer but they soon realized we were unlikely burglars but did suggest we take an early morning stroll without a cricket bat in future.

Another brush with the law!