L3 (Day 45) Mousehold Heath

The lumps and hollows of Mousehold Heath, with some gorse in bloom and robins singing, while blue tits whizzed back and forth in easy sight, were chock-a-block with citizens walking their dogs and children on a blustery, humid day. The Sun was out and it was a joy to feel the warmth of it through the back of my coat.

Daffodils are about to burst open. Two or three of the shoots were already unfurling the first yellow petals down by Bishop’s Bridge. The river bank there will be flooded with yellow in a few days.

The allotments were busy with the plot holders doing early spring work. The allotments I passed today have a wonderful aspect, facing south-west over the city. They must be highly sought after.

A good day to be out walking.

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CLP 20/02/2021

L3 (Day 44): Early Morning

Woken by the first alarm calls at territorial intrusions, alerts and disputes of airspace and protection of nests at 04:45h.

Then disturbed again at 05:17h by shouting from a distant street. A man’s raised voice echoes through the break of day. Again from closer at 05:32, yet still a way from here. Is he heard by others? What ails him? It sounds like anger.

Is he wandering the city alone? Is someone else at risk? How did this start? How will it end, as it must?

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CLP 19/02/2021

The Big Sleet

Just when I thought things were cooling off in the city things started hotting up again.

These remains were found in Chapelfield Garden at first light. I was shocked. Usually a place for grannies and kids and we get another icing in plain sight – but no witnesses!

The Forensics team will have to work fast given the conditions.

Meanwhile I have sent Junior out looking for a pink and cream van that was seen in the area. The sound system was heard to be playing “Pop! Goes The Weasel.”

Maybe it’s a clue, maybe not. If so, it’s all we’ve got. I admit, I am clutching at straws.

Once had a guy wanting to base a film around my detective work. He said ideally John Thaw would have played the lead. He would have had more luck asking Jon Snow.

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CLP 16/02/2021

Mr Tee: Snow Evidence

With facts thin on the ground, we had to let Mr Tee go. It will be impossible to get a grip on him unless he really slips up. He’s a master of disguise. It’s likely he’s completely evaporated by now.

The Chief has got a hot temper, which hasn’t helped in questioning such a cool customer. The enquiry has been brushed aside, filed with the cold cases.

It leaves me cold to think the Norwich Carrotter might be out there still. I think he’ll be back, it’s just a matter of time. I’ll just grit my teeth, be patient and throw some salt over my shoulder for luck. Nothing to get hot under the collar about.

It pays to keep a cool head in this game.

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CLP 14/02/2021

Snow Falling on Cedric

It was a black and white kind of day. I took a turn into town and found this stiff on the street. At first I thought, ‘Poor guy, he’s frozen to death’ but then I recognised him, Cedric! I called the cops, he had been carrotted.

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CLP 10/02/2021