Proper Minging...
Going into a house in Openshaw, Manchester to find three dogs dead in the kitchen, all of which must have had chronic diarrhoea without accessto the outside. The familly sitting in the front room, seeing only by the light of the TV - no bulbs in the house, and feeling something move under your foot.
Being invited to sit down to take a statement on a sofa that I think had more intelligent life in it that the owners. Then being offered a cup of tea in the same kitchen as the dead dogs. I couldn't even see the sink for the rancid, rotten take away boxes.
Lovely brew though!
Truth.
Pete
