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A London copper doesn't like to intrude upon a traveller camp with anything less than a van full of bodies in riot gear - it's considered disrespectful otherwise.

"It's real", I said. "Ghosts, magic, everything". "Then why doesn't everything seem different?' "Because it was there in front of you all the time. Nothing's changed, so why should you notice anything?"

I tried to make myself do something, but nothing in my first-aid training had prepared me for someone's face flopping open like a starfish.

‘There’s no way we can eat all this,’ I said.‘What’s she going to do with all the leftovers?’ ‘I’ve learned not to ask these questions,’ said Nightingale. ‘Why’s that?’ ‘Because I’m not sure I want to know the answers,’ he said.

We let a suspiciously quiet Toby out of the Honda Accord, spent an hour or so cleaning up the back seat and then drove all the way back to Charing Cross with the windows down. We couldn’t really blame Toby, since we’d been the ones who’d left him in the car all day. We bought him a McDonald’s Happy Meal, so I think he forgave us.

One thing you can be certain of in a police section house is that there always be paracetomol.

You're never too old to wake up to the sight of a beautiful woman.