My car tyre looked like if it was slashed, whilst it was on my driveway. It was not like that when I left the house this morning 08:15 AM, in my other car. When I got back at about 09:30AM that's what I saw.
Initially, I thought it was just punctured and went down overnight. However, on trying to reinflate it, I heard a hissing sound, which then led me to spot the cut on the sidewall.
I reported the matter to the police at 10:05. Today is a busy day in my town with a major festival happening. So I didn’t have high hopes of a timely police response.
However at 11:33 AM the police called me back and said they’d be over in minutes!!
Think – is it just because this is England that we get this sort of police response. By Rock standards this is a minor issue – “..you eh getting ‘ah police’ to budge for somethin’ like dat.’ Ah right or wrong? Talk nuh.
Update @ 14:55 GMT
The tyre repair man arrived at about 12:10PM. The Police arrived about 15 min later. No it wasn’t blue lights and sirens blaring – just in case you needed to have a bit of a chuckle. It was a blue crime scene van. The police officer was in uniform and approached with some sort of special case full of thingamajigs to detect crime. LOL. My car was dusted for fingerprints, around the damaged tyre. Nothing found, as expected but the police detective was careful enough to check for fingerprints anyway. [Clicking on pics below bring up larger images]
It has made me wonder what people get out of this. All I can say is that there are some very twisted people out there. But why they do it, I imagine is because they can – and they know that they’ll get away with it. What a strange twisted sense of ‘achievement’.
Keith Wilson is an interesting chap and I’m doing a blog on him next. Stay tuned.