If an H&K G36K accidentally winds up on my doorstep, I’ll be calling in sick to work so I can find a good place to hide it
When the parcel arrived by courier, grandmother Catherine Roots prepared to unwrap the horse harness she had been eagerly awaiting.
Instead, she was left shocked and frightened by the contents, fearing she had been caught up in some gangland arms deal.
The box contained a Heckler and Koch assault rifle, which was supposed to have gone to a police headquarters two miles away.It went astray when someone at the suppliers got the final letter of the postcode wrong.
Mrs Roots called police and two armed officers arrived ‘within minutes’ to collect the gun.
Dorset police, who have apologised several times, assured Mrs Roots that it could not fire bullets.
It had been converted to produce an infrared beam for training exercises at their headquarters in Winfrith, near Dorchester.
I don’t care. I’d find a way to convert it back.
The cops play finders-keepers. But I playit better.