Nights tonight. Not 100% sure how I'm feeling about it, really. I'm sure it'll be okay.
The other night, I was following a guy through a real rabbit warren of an estate, trying to keep tabs on him without being too obvious about it.
There were other people around, but not loads. It's not that sort of area.
I'd clocked a few bunches of young guys hanging around - late teens, twenties, I suppose. Not unusual.
My man had been to a flat, visiting someone. He wasn't in there long. As we came back down the stairs, in the dark, three of them jumped me.
I was lucky - stayed on my feet, with a bit of help from the wall - hit the emergency button on my radio, and Simon, my partner for the night, knew where I'd been so he came running.
I think they realised they'd picked on the wrong bloke pretty quickly. They asked for my 'stuff', I told them where to go, threw a punch, tried to shove one of them down the stairs. The third one pulled a knife - just a little one, probably from his mum's kitchen, but by that point I was yelling, Si was yelling back from the ground and on his way up, and I think they decided it wasn't worth it, so ran off.
Our first priority was not to lose our man. So we headed back to the car and bundled in, drove slowly down the next few streets and luckily picked him up again.
As it was nearly the end of shift, we handed him over, then went back for a drive around the estate, see if we could see the lads who jumped me, but they were long gone.
So Simon dropped me off home, rather than going back for the bike, which was nice of him. And then John took care of me, Sherlock hugged me, and Mycroft made me coffee :)
The next night, Sherlock made me a survival kit. You should look through the comments on John's blog post and find the list of contents - it was great!
The boys and John went for a swim yesterday...i think it was yesterday? I'm losing track. I made the mistake of saying we should go to Hampstead Heath ponds... not knowing that Sherlock was too young.
For those who don't know them, if you've seen Tinker Tailor, it's where he goes swimming, in the mist... they're great. I'll try and take John and maybe Mycroft up there, I think they'd both enjoy it.
What else...don't know. Going to try and set some gooseberry ice cream to make whilst I'm at work.
Oh, and a little quiz/guessing game for you. I'm particularly interested in what the non-UK citizens might guess...(If you know the answer, don't tell everyone.)
Q. What percentage of all police firearms operations in England and Wales actually involve an officer discharging their weapon?