Just a standard report today, really. Nowt out the ordinary, just a recap o last night's activities.
I got turfed out me bunk after Ol' Doug set off the ringer. Some bloody great big Corsair had tripped the proximity alert. Unfortunately(?) Doc Mint was nearby in the HMC Kingstonshire, as he'd been sorting out some battered bellends after a riot on Parkhurst.
When I arrived on-scene with the HMC Wollaton, his Percheron was getting both barrels from the enemy cruiser, the CNS-Apocalypse. I'm always game for a good punch-up, so I jumped in to lend a hand.
After a modest tussle, we laid the beasty out and returned to Leicester for patch repairs. Few dents and smudges that'll need buffing out, but nowt too serious.
After that bit o excitement, we both set off on a standard counter-smuggling deployment back towards New London. Nowt to report, didn't bump into a single solitary soul in Cambridge. After setting clamps back at Thames, we caught the ferry down to London and signed off for a drink.
Good shift.
Cheers
Sergeant Reggie Top | Civil Defence Initiative | Bretonian Police Authority Special Constabulary | Unit 24, Stanbrook Hall, Millgarth Street, Wharferdale City, Aberavon, Planet Sprague, Omega-3. BW0101 WD56 3LO. | Web: https://nn.CivilDefence.police.br | Mail: rtop@cdi.police.br | Tel: +7755631 230234 000|