Run... its the Polis!

"Externally, it must have looked fantastic one hundred years ago but not unlike every lane in Terry Pratchetts novels, its not the kind of place you want to wander about late at night."

Only a month ago I mentioned that Renfield Lane was its own little crime hotspot and sure enough at the moment there's Police at either end of the (cordoned off) lane and a few cars dotted about. The concierge at our old office up the hill reliably informs me that a body has been found, and two fancily-embroidered-cap-wearing High Heid Yins (as my dear old Nanna would have called them) have just went into the office next to ours. Expect more news as soon as someone from the Evening Times starts rooting through the bins. Are we the crime capital of Europe or does it just feel like that sometimes?