The Weeeping Wall
I was walking over to the hill at the old St Paul's, it had been snowing all night. I found this old piece of plastic on my way over, I thought it would make a good sledge, I wasn't wrong. I took it home and hid it in the back of the garden so nobody would nick it. The next day I went to the hill again, suddenly these policemen jumped me and threw me in the back of they're van, I was shitting it, what had I done."You're in serious trouble mate", one of them said to me, "I haven't done anything".We got to the station and they put me in this small cell, I was there for hours. Eventually my mum turns up and takes me home, they'd made a mistake.