I've not had any trouble with the police for a few years.
The first time I met them was probably innocently seeing them on the street.

At the age of 8 I got my first police warning!

My brother and I love to climb the tree at the back of the garden. It connects our house to next door's. We saw an old looking bench at the back of their garden. Since we usually keep things we don't want at the back of our garden, we thought they didn't want that nice looking bench anymore. So with great difficulty my brother and I lifted it over the fence. (I was about 8 my bro was about 6) It then stayed in the middle of our garden for two weeks.

Parents did wonder where the extra bench came from.

Then one day one of our neighbours was over, he was asking to borrow something I think, then he saw our extra teeny bench. It turned out it was his and he likes that bench. The police came round and gave me a bit of a telling off and told me not to do it again.

Another time the police were after me when I was 11. Went out to the park with my best friend, decided "Fuck the park we're going to another friend's house." So in the rain we wen there, stayed an hour or two, then decided to go home once the rain had stopped. Ended up leaving home about 2pm and coming back home at 8pm. By which time my parents had called the Police.

Psssht, they should know I'm able to take care of meself and my friends.
( Rev. Cleo still alive, Fri 23 Sep 2005, 23:22, Reply)