Cutting a long and increasingly boring ferkin story short: Many weeks and many 'orrible murders later........ Inspector Deske:( Fatter, and promoted) Well done Twerp, your input certainly helped us along on this case. Thank God that Blighter Kremmen never got to Rhenium in his sinister Chemical escapades. I'll never forget the shocked look on Powell's head we found it next to the big letter W what crushed 'im. What drew you onto it? Constable Twerp: Well, I noticed that at all our press interviews, a van used to arrive selling most delicious sandwiches. You used to love them Inspector. I told you about it after the first murder. Inspector Deske: Yes, you were always blabbing on about it, and yes, I suppose that we could have caught him far earlier, but at least we investigated thoroughly, according to procedure. Is there any left of those most vilely manufactured delicious cutlets? The Bush Cabinet, nicely sliced and sandwichised. Constable Twerp: Yes Sarge. I mean 'Spector. There are a few hundred in our Police Freezer. You said to keep buying them for evidence. Inspector Deske: Mmmh.... Well, I suppose we don't need quite that many. Pop a few of them in the microwave, would you? Constable Twerp: Enough for two, Inspector? Perhaps a few of the Cheney and Cottage Cheese? Or the Ham of Bush with Dijon mustard. Or the Pickled Powell. Inspector Deske: We'll have one of each. Well done Twerp. You'll have my old job before long, the way you are going.