“That’s them. That’s it”. My legs instantly felt weak and it was as if I needed food really badly asap. I could hardly speak, partially because I was brushing my teeth, but mostly because a lot of the past just played right in front of me, as if this was the very last minute of my life.
I grabbed my camera and asked my man to record EVERYTHING whilst I finished getting ready for bed. I then took the camera back and my man went downstairs angrily to open the front door. He started taking to the wannabe rozzers aka the enforcers. It was more like shouting, something which surprised me, since my man is usually very calm and quiet. But then, after all we’ve been through with enforcers in almost 4 years of time, my man’s reaction wasn’t unexpected either.