"Malcolm" - insta-yarn

When the office was putting on the squeeze, Malcolm would sometimes trail them. It's when you were looking, that it happened. The dog dropped his shit; she'd pretend to look for the plastic bag in her pocket; he'd issue the fine and listen to the usual stuff about 'you're just revenue raising' or 'don't you have better things to be doing'. He wouldn't bite cos that's exactly what he was planning on. Going back to the demountable Ranger office, playing Suduko in the Sunday paper's solitary back pages, and ignoring the screaming headlines about beheadings planned for Martin Place.