Crazy Dad
Before my old Dad popped his cloggs he had quiet a few issues and was a bit of a nutter. When he had been on the sauce, he would often go a bit loopy and do all sorts of mental stuff. He was faily posh really but would still end up doing stuff that would make the hardest Chav-scum from Huddersfield blush. One particular crime he perpetrated sticks out more than others.

I can't remember what led up to the situation whereby our neighbour was trying to protect himself with a tennis racket while my Dad was trying to stab him with a kitchen knife, but luckily the neighbour managed to run back to his house and obviously called the police. My Dad went back inside and opened another can of beer and started ranting about some bollocks. Around 5 minutes later, around 10 police dressed in full riot gear, burst through the front door and piled on top off him and then carted him away.

If it hadn't been quite so traumatic for us kids, it would be have been quite a funny sight watching his face as 10 armour-clad plod charged at him, batons in hand.

There are many, many other examples of his "tomfoolery" but this one sticks out as one of his more mental crimes.

Nice one Pops!

Length? A night in the cells if I remember rightly.
(Tom Jones's Mojo Hasn't had any since, Fri 15 Feb 2008, 10:11, Reply)