Policing the mean streets of our great capital city can be a pretty grim business at times; especially when we’re called upon to deal with incidents involving domestic violence.
Last week, my partner and I received an urgent shout to attend a property in Whitechapel Road from where a woman’s screams and a male’s raised voice had earlier been heard and reported by neighbours.
Sure enough, when we arrived it was clear that a domestic incident had taken place. The young woman who answered the door had a black eye, and the bloke standing in the hall behind her had a number of scratches down both cheeks.
The woman explained that the man was her husband and that he’d turned a bit nasty when his dinner wasn’t on the table when he arrived home from the pub..
We quickly arrested the male and took him to the station…
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