Hello? Is that the Police? The IRA are operating in the leafy suburbs of the West Midlands
As a lad, me and a couple of friends used to spend many hours running through a local wood with cap guns bought from the local ‘It’s A Pound’ shop.
The rules of combat aren’t necessary to be retold here but camouflage was an important aspect of the game. Liam, for that was his name, once wore a balaclava to disguise his face.
Unbeknownst to us, someone had spotted Liam, and as he was dressed like an Irish paramilitary and was carrying a gun they decided to phone the Police.
This was back in the early nineties when the IRA were still up to their old ways so you would imagine that the Police would respond.
They did.
Liam was hiding in a bush when he heard a rustle and thinking it was one of us, leapt out and shot. He found himself face to face with a lone, unarmed, Policewoman.
I’m glad the local constabulary didn’t take hysterical phone call of ‘guerrillas in our midst’ seriously.
( TitanLX, Tue 10 May 2011, 10:52, Reply)