Friend Charlie from school, who I suspected as being the ganga man at Sam's party - had emailed me.

Me, Janet and Soph left Sam's about 3 am last Sunday. Were sort of playing chicken in road when suddenly this car stopped and 3 heavy police blokes got out. 0.001 seconds later felt a lot less pissed, and then the voice said 'Excuse me sir could you turn your pockets out please'. - bus tickets, chewed gum,keys, money, little clear packet with plant leaves in it. They took one look and it was 'right son, you're nicked'. Asked me who the druggy kids at the party were. Said you………just joking. Charlie.
But was he - shit, shit, shit.