Bit of a strange one, last night was.
I’ve buggered up our mattress, rendering it uncomfortable for the two of us to occupy. Mrs Biggles is also partial to a little bit of snoring – not necessarily an issue, but on school nights when it occurs it doesn’t make for a harmonious night’s kip, so off I went after a couple of hours to the spare room.
I was awoken at 05:20 today by noises at the front door. Mrs B swims 100 lengths every morning before work, so my initial reaction was that she may have had an alarm malfunction and was up an hour early. Not true, as noises were also emanating from the “master bedroom”…
…began descending the stairs, now concerned, as there was a distinct stink stink of booze and fags (neither of us smokes). Witnessed a shadowy figure legging it out the front door. Thought of giving chase, but in just boxers and slippers (why did I even bother with the latter?) decided against it. “Secured the premises” – I did have to give lengthy police statements – awoke Mrs B, we determined that nothing had been nicked, and then called 999.
Can’t fault responsiveness/efficiency/thoroughness of local police force (won’t bore all with full details), and the scumbag wot seemingly done it was apprehended across the road 10 minutes after police arrived (he was hiding but was curious to see the flashing lights!).
It seems we were lucky, as others nearby had things stolen.
Anyway, main theme here is a chat I had with the “fingerprint man” later in the morning, when he spotted my indoor golf club (putter) and asked what I would have done if I had grabbed the felon…
… it would appear that punching him to the ground and restraining his movements until the police arrived is fine, but if I’d landed a good ‘un and then proceeded to further physically emphasise my concerns on his person and/or restrained him by breaking anything, then my custodial sentence would have been longer than his may be.
Further concern felt when another officer noted my fortune that I had not apprehended him, as he is “really not a nice person, and certainly one that you don’t wish to tangle with”.
Am I really wrong to think that if I had caught him in our house stealing things I should have not attempted to beat the living daylights out of him?
p.s. I may not be fully recovered, as for most of the day I decided to listen to my U2 rarities collection…