Remember the Brixton riots....a copper on the front line was on duty for 11 hours and lost it, dropping his shield and running down Railton Road and then two more streets. Suddenly, a long arm came out and grabbed him - "Where do you think you are going, Sonny?"
"Sorry, Sarge, I've lost it, I've been on for over 11 hours, am absolutely exhausted, hungry, thirsty and drained. I'll be alright in a few minutes."
"I'm not a Sergeant, I'm a Chief Inspector." imperiously said
"Sorry Sir, I didn't realise that I have run that far."