Saturday 19 March 2011

Police Have 35 Million Suspects…

A small fire was started at the Inland Revenue building at Hilary House, in St Saviour’s Place, when flammable liquid was poured through a letterbox followed by lit firelighter blocks.
*chuckle*
PC Lewis McLauchlan said: “Luckily, the post box was closed from the inside, which killed the fire quickly.

“However, this could have been a much more serious incident, with the building being set on fire if the post box had been open.

“I am appealing for anyone who saw someone acting suspiciously in the area around the time of the incident to contact the police or Crimestoppers as soon as possible.”
Don’t all rush…

Incidentally, there’s no ‘Inland Revenue’ any more. Another of Gordoom’s mad ideas, it’s now (and has been for years) HM Revenue and Customs.

Great fact-checking there, ‘York Press’…

7 comments:

mj said...

Please keep an eye on this story, Julia. We need the details of the perp (if caught) to send tokens of thanks.

BTW - do you think the building owners were given helpful 'crime reduction advice' - such as;

"Caution - do not pour petrol through this letter-box and light it - you might get burned"

Anonymous said...

There is far too much arson about, people should be better behaved.
(I'll get my coat...)
Given the quality of staff at HMRC if they ever did by some mischance set fire to the building it would have burned out before they decided what to do.
TTFN :)

Hogdayafternoon said...

I've seen York at night and the swaggering human detritus is not a pretty sight. I'm of the firm opinion that this was a case of a night-person pissing in a doorway whilst smoking a fag.

Anonymous said...

The attempt was ill conceived and utterly stupid. Everybody knows you can only harm Revenue staff with silver bullets.

JuliaM said...

"The attempt was ill conceived and utterly stupid. Everybody knows you can only harm Revenue staff with silver bullets."

:D

30 pee stamps said...

Hogdayafternoon: I worked at a place where the letterbox to the business was high up and hard to get to with one's, um, appendage, unless you were ten feet tall. Each Monday morning (the letterbox was in use 24/7) the staff would don rubber gloves to rescue the mail from a pool of urine.

Now if the males who clambered up the wall to poke their thingy through the letterbox had slipped as they relieved themselves, there would have been some interesting marks on the rough wall below the flap.

as far as I know though they all survived.

Hogdayafternoon said...

:D You gotta be desparate to climb a wall to pee.