The police invited me along to an early morning drugs raid the other day.
They were calling on a man they think is selling heroin from a relative's home.
I did warn them.
Whenever they ask me to come along on these things the people they are looking for are invariably elsewhere.
So, the front door went through after a couple of mighty blows with the battering ram and officers piled in.
Andy the snapper, a lad from another paper and I waited patiently outside for the nod to come out of the shadows.
Then we heard the voice from inside: "He's not here duck."
I'd jinxed the police again.
For the record, the cutie sniffer dog picked up traces of class A - heroin and the like - throughout the place and the team behind this raid are still on the suspect's trail.
I'll stay at home the next time they go for him.
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