The joys of CID and Firearms...
My flatmates and I are all avid Airsoft* players and ran a smallish club ourselves. Thus we tended to have a lot of dirty hire guns to strip down and clean on a regular basis. Now the Airsoft guns themselves are pretty good 1:1 replicas of real firearms, way beyond most of the tat you see people moaning about on telly. Que me one evening sat in the living room, stripping and cleaning the ten MP5 replicas we have. All is progressing nicely, the guns are getting cleaner and lubed, I'm getting dirtier and lubed. Finally get everything ship shape when I hear a knock at the door.

On answering the door I'm confronted by a man who turns out to be a CID Officer. Turns out the flat of girls downstairs got broken into and had some stuff nicked and could he come in to ask a few questions. Fine says I as I gesture him into the living room, only to see his face fall and go very ashen. Turns out in my suprise to have a "real live policeman" on the doorstep I had forgotten about the armoury of weapons all neatly stacked across the living room. By this point I feel that there is a little bit of explaining to be done or else he's going to start walloping me with his ASP or something thinking he's about to be murdered by some zealous terrorist/criminal.

Thankfully calms down a bit and even gets into the spirit of the whole thing by picking one up and looking through the sights.

"Ahhh MP5!" says he, "workhorse of a gun you know, we use these."

* think paintball.**

** actually don't, to be a bit political the VCR Bill will kill off our sport so please visit saveairsoft.org
(mehmeh 0% witty, Thu 22 Sep 2005, 11:23, Reply)