
…er…truncheon at.
(That’d be night stick for the colonial cousins. And – Germans being direct as usual – locally, it’s a Schlagstock.
Hitting stick.
I told you they don’t mince their words.
But a big kerfuffle on the banks of the Rhine this morning with 2 illegally parked helicopters drawing a large number of (male) officers, heavy with gold braid and epaulettes groaning from a surfeit of starry-shaped emblems and a few Kevlar-vested hoi polloi police people hanging around doing the actual work
I think they were waiting for tow trucks….