Just for a moment. Sit back, close your eyes and let your ears filter out all the background noise and chatter.
There. Yes, that’s it.
That is the sound of 646 sphincters twitching, shifting uneasily in their seats as they realise that one of theirs has been sent down.
For two years.
After pleading guilty.
For the want of £39,000.
Fucking ACE, coppers. Now get down to the House of Commons, your work has just begun.
Should we be calling Crimestoppers?