296 Pieter Lawrence Champney noticed that a convoy of three lorries loaded with concrete blocks had been stopped against a barrier, and asked the pilot if he could land. The helicopter was eased down. The party clambered out and approached the police who were arguing with one of the drivers. happening?” asked Hume. “What’s One of the police explained. think these materials have been “We stolen, sir.” Champney thrust himself forward and spoke to the driver across the barrier. did you get this stuff?” “Where all legal,” the driver replied. want to deliver it but the “It’s “"We police won’t let us through.” it’s legal show us the invoices.” “If The driver produced his licence and various receipts. Champney took them. just check these papers,” he said, and passed “We’ll them to a police sergeant. The driver became more aggressive. to deliver these “We’re goods.” He pointed at the few police and troops. take more “It’ll than this little lot to stop us. We can get thousands down here.” up,” snapped Hume. stolen these goods.” “Shut “You’ve The driver turned to walk away that’s your attitude we’ll go, “If but we’ll be back.” where you are,” shouted Hume. He barked orders to the “Stand police, who moved quickly through the barriers and surrounded the lorries. Four marksmen stood apart, with their weapons aimed at the driver. still and shut your mouth,” Hume shouted again. “Stand Champney, Blake and Hume walked a few yards to where they could talk amongst themselves. the papers are in order,” said “If Champney, should let them through. Legality is the only “we argument we’ve got and we’re bound to encourage it. In any case, I
296 Pieter Lawrence Champney noticed that a convoy of three lorries loaded with concrete blocks had been stopped against a barrier, and asked the pilot if he could land. The helicopter was eased down. The party clambered out and approached the police who were arguing with one of the drivers. “What’s happening?” asked Hume. One of the police explained. “We think these materials have been stolen, sir.” Champney thrust himself forward and spoke to the driver across the barrier. “Where did you get this stuff?” “It’s all legal,” the driver replied. “"We want to deliver it but the police won’t let us through.” “If it’s legal show us the invoices.” The driver produced his licence and various receipts. Champney took them. “We’ll just check these papers,” he said, and passed them to a police sergeant. The driver became more aggressive. “We’re to deliver these goods.” He pointed at the few police and troops. “It’ll take more than this little lot to stop us. We can get thousands down here.” “Shut up,” snapped Hume. “You’ve stolen these goods.” The driver turned to walk away “If that’s your attitude we’ll go, but we’ll be back.” “Stand where you are,” shouted Hume. He barked orders to the police, who moved quickly through the barriers and surrounded the lorries. Four marksmen stood apart, with their weapons aimed at the driver. “Stand still and shut your mouth,” Hume shouted again. Champney, Blake and Hume walked a few yards to where they could talk amongst themselves. “If the papers are in order,” said Champney, “we should let them through. Legality is the only argument we’ve got and we’re bound to encourage it. In any case, I
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