I remember when I was about 7 years of age and Uncle Glyn being the joker he always was had come around to our house in the morning. I was about to walk to school and he offered me a lift, seeing that he was in his full Police uniform and had a divvy van (Australian Wagon for the Police) I was thinking it would be cool to turn up to school and have all my mates see me. But Uncle Glyn had other plans, he threw me in the back of the divvy van, lights and sirens blaring and came straight into the school grounds and dragged my out in the middle of the school yard and then just took off. At the time I was embarrassed, but I now laugh at that day. From Dean Schumann, nephew