My tale of my tenure in a cell in Seaforth police station, I was in Church Rd when a coal wagon came past, horse and cart one so,doing the right thing I hung on the back of it, alas a tall policeman happened to see me,and grabbed me off the wagon, where do you live said he, over there in Balfe St.i said, come with me he said, knocked on the door, me mam opened it, is he yours said the Bobby! They had words resulting in me being taken to a cell in the police Station, just over the road,taken to a cell,after a few minutes in the cell I was brought out given a lecture, taken home given a clout, when my dad came home another lecture then bed!!. I think I was about 8 or 9 ish, all the lectures worked never more did I grab the coal wagon,or get caught.