Talking
to a newly appointed colleague recently after his sitting on his first
applications court reminded me of a couple of previous sittings in
such a court some months ago. Amongst other matters there was an
application for a search warrant on a property where there was
thought to be evidence of illegal importation of rare birds. And then
I thought of pigeons.
These
rats of the air, carriers of various diseases we are told and scourge
of street and window cleaners, are the polices` latest allies in the
war against drugs. Not that they are replacing out of order radios
with pigeons of the messenger variety, but like most of us they
prefer warm feet to chilly toes. At the next applications court P.C.
Plod had a warrant for us to approve a search of an upper maisonette
where it was thought crystal meth was being manufactured in the roof
space. Amongst the information given was that the sulphur fumes given
off in the process were disturbing and causing nausea to neighbours.
But, he added, the increased heat also a by product of production,
had heated the roof tiles attracting enormous numbers of pigeons who
had made their presence very obvious by their by products, not quite
of production, but of their digestive tracts. That was certainly a
first for me although a colleague that day remarked on a similar
application during the winter when the information on a suspected
cannabis factory apart from the dealer occupier was of the only roof
in a row of snow covered terraced houses without any snow.
Such
are some lighter moments of being a Justice of the Peace.
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