The door was answered by the suspect’s elderly mum who was completely bemused by the situation and gladly allowed the officer into the house.
He explained that because her son was in custody he needed to search the premises for evidence relating to his rest.
She stood back and watched whilst he searched all the rooms.
Having searched the ground floor, he turned to the timid woman and said: ‘I’m going to have to search upstairs.’
‘You can’t.’ she replied.
‘I know it seems like I’m invading your privacy, but I have to search upstairs.’
‘I’m sorry, you can’t’, she said meekly.
‘Look, I have a search authority signed by my Inspector which gives me the power to search the whole of your premises for evidence relating to your son’s arrest. Nothing that you can say or do will stop me doing that.’ and with a flourish he strode into the hallway.
‘Suit yourself,’ the old lady called after him, ‘I live in a bungalow’.