Lenny Warren wrote:43rdRecceReg wrote:Lenny Warren wrote:
I used to have a Firearm Certificate as well as my Shotgun Licence, proper gun cabinets and ammo safes so wasn't an issue. I sort of gave up live firearms after Dunblane, just didn't feel right. I used to be a Scene of Crime Officer/Police Photographer so was involved.
"pop gun" how very dare you?

Steyr LG110FT competition target rifle which had been modified to bits by a superb custom gunsmith... I regret sellingthis beauty, sad day indeed.

When I was a kid, we used to fire 'spud' guns, and REAL pop guns. They fired a cork that was attached to the gun by a piece of string.

I became adept, however, at making catapults from 1/4 " sq catapult rubber, selected 'y' shaped tree branches, and the leather tongues of old-style trooser braces.
My Mum's cousin, Jim, (Mum was from Bellshill) was on missing persons for Strathclyde Police for many years. My G-G-Grandfather was a Police Sergeant in Central Glasgow from 1858-1888- a real 'Peeler'. I got his service record from the Mitchell Library. A former sailmaker from Leith, John went up and down the Police ranks like a yoyo.

. There were several grades of constable in those days, and five grades of sergeant. He occupied all of them at some point or other, but was eventually kicked out for 'being the worse for alcohol; (who wasn't in those days? You couldn't drink the water:haha: )- and 'associating with a brothel keeper'. I think they looked for an excuse to give him his marching orders, as he died a month later of gangrene of the leg- with no support from the authorities.

...not a leg to stand on.

A real pop-gun

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