As some of you may know, my policing career was ended when I received a badly broken arm while protecting a lollipop lady from taking a kicking.
Anyway, as luck would have it the young sheetbag responsible was burgled and the villains gave him a good slapping. The shift sergeant on duty was a good friend of mine and when the job came over the radio he volunteered for it, then somehow managed to get lost and couldn't find the place. By the time he regained his bearings and turned up Johhny Sheetbag had been beaten almost to death. What luck!