The fat man sat at the bus stop, waiting patiently for his transportation to Briddlington, reading yesterday’s copy of The Times, muttering occasionally about some injustice or outrage, for he was someone who cared deeply for the plight of the underdog, his years of police service had exposed him to the most unfortunate members of society, and he would love to be able to relive his time on the force and this time around do a more thorough job, more like his friend Alan had done, for Alan was regarded in policing circles as something of a superhero, possibly because he had the best arrest record of the Yorkshire Constabulary, and possibly because he played part time as goalkeeper for Wolverhampton Wanderers.
The fat man sat at the bus stop, waiting patiently for his transportation to Briddlington, reading yesterday’s copy of The Times, muttering occasionally about some injustice or outrage, for he was someone who cared deeply for the plight of the underdog, his years of police service had exposed him to the most unfortunate members of society, and he would love to be able to relive his time on the force and this time around do a more thorough job, more like his friend Alan had done, for Alan was regarded in policing circles as something of a superhero, possibly because he had the best arrest record of the Yorkshire Constabulary, and possibly because he played part time as goalkeeper for Wolverhampton Wanderers.