Harriet grabbed the camera, swiftly removed the film and threw the camera back at the photographer. It hit the floor with a splintering sound and several bits flew off.
'You can't do that, ruining personal property, I'll be reporting you to the cops!'
'We've one right here,' said Harriet pointing to the prostate Winnie, 'Isn't that so PC Dibble?'
Dibble tried uncrossing his eyes to focus and attempted to get up.
'PC Dibble, at your service, sir,' said Dibble, still confused by the bump to his head. 'How can I ...