So I'm at this lady's house, taking a statement regarding an incident. I'm sat in her living room talking to her and her friend and they both keep glancing out at the green outside casting a watching eye over their respective children.
"Uh-oh," declares one of the mums "little Johnny's gone and pushed little Matthew over."
She goes and investigates and returns a moment later with Johnny in tow who's sniffling and nursing some blood coming from his nose.
There's some cooing, some reassurance to Johnny then we carry on with the statement.
A moment later there's a quiet knock at the door and then a number of children enter the house. There's a few excited voices chirping this happened, no, that happend. Then this one sheepish looking kid enters the room. He looks at me, looks at one of the mums, then back at me.
Suddenly he bursts into tears and declares
"I didn't mean it, he pushed me first!!"
It takes a moment for the penny to drop.
"No, no!" I realise "it's nothing to do with you, I'm just talking to your mum here."
The bawling stops. The mums fuss over the kids for a moment before letting them back out to play.
Little Johnny is still sniffling. But to cheer him up I promise that before I drive away in my police car I'll put my blue lights on, just for him.
Which when I leave, I do, much to his delight.
Aww, bless.
Monday, August 13, 2007
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Just doing my quick "early" morning (haha) blog roll. This was the first in the list today. Tempted to end here so I'll know I start the day with a smile :)
Aaaawwwwwww! That's sooo cute.
ah bless!
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