Well, that was an eventful trip home.
Left the pub and this lady collapses as i’m driving past on the bridge, car thermometer says -4, ugh. Headed back, 10 mins to persuade her that it’s a bit of a shit idea to sleep on the bridge and maybe I could help her up and get her home.
Another 15 mins to go the 400M to her house seeing as she can’t walk on her own, where her on bail (for battering her, no less), abusive partner is waiting for, despite the restraining order.
She can’t find her keys so a swift call to 101 and the boys in blue were on their way round. Even with me knee pads still on I didn’t fancy that barney.
Next Monday, i’m following our resident police officer out of the pub.