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I got involved once... with the police and that, when I lived in Manchester and saw a bit of car crime going on. And I got involved, it was hassle, tellin' you. Cos I thought "Well, I'd hope somebody did it with my car." And, I had to stand on a balcony in this tower block that I lived in, police shouting up at me and I'm stood there with me underpants on, right? So I call up the police and that, right? Said "Right, listen, errm, car's been robbed" and they said "Where is it?" I said "I dunno, just across the road from where I live." Right? So I tell them where I live. So she's, she's askin' loads of questions and that, I'm saying "Look, whilst you're asking all of this they're actually getting away so, you know we'll leave it." And she's like "No, err, we'll track it down blah blah blah." So I said "Well look I work nights." I could see some lads, just pushing a car. It was late at night and that... And you don’t wanna start the engine. Anyway I said, "Look, don't call back I’m going to bed. Alright? I got work in a bit." Next thing, right the phone's going- "Hello, it’s the police again." "I said I told you not to call me." They said "Right, the police are outside, can you go on your balcony?" So I’m ten stories up, right? So I’m stood on the balcony with like me underpants on. Alright? And the police are saying "Where's the car?" And I’m saying "I don't know they've gone down that road now." So I’m trying to point to ‘em. They're shouting up saying "Which road?" and all that. And I just thought, why did I get involved? I don't think they found it, it was hassle. Just don't get involved. Don’t get… after that… ~ K.P. (as told on 15 November 2003)
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