"Now then Mrs Bucket" Sandra said sitting down and switching on the tape, undergoing all the formal procedures that came with starting the recording.
"I keep telling you its Bouquet!"
"Whatever, why did you lie to us?"
"I didn't lie to anyone, honestly this is ridiculous" Hyacinth said, another person close to losing their temper.
"We gave you a description matching that of your brother-in-law, Onslow and you said you know nobody fitting that description. So I will ask you again, why did you lie?"
"Well- I- I- I didn't want people associating me with the likes of Onslow?"
"Why when he's family?"
"You've met him, he doesn't even wear a shirt, I am not the sort of person that wants to be connected with the spaghetti and chips brigade. That does not mean I don't love my family of course, his wife, my sister Daisy is a dear, and a saint to put up with Onslow" Hyacinth stammered.
"That still doesn't explain why you lied to the police, Mrs Bucket." Sandra said, pulling a repulsive face which quickly stopped Hyacinth correcting on her surname, again.
"Well because, I wanted to appear respectable and knowing Onslow, how can I be, respectable that is?"
"Do you realise that your father could be in serious trouble?" she asked.
"Oh, you mustn't lock up dear daddy, he wouldn't survive prison. He doesn't mean any harm."
"Even so, he went into a bank with weapons, real or not, and held the manager hostage, scaring the staff and customers. In my book that is an offense."
"I am sorry for lying to you dear and I am so very sorry about daddy, he is very mixed up and a misunderstood soul."
"So I've noticed, right seen as I have nothing more to ask you and the fact your lie didn't actually cover anything I am prepared to let you go, with a caution, do you understand what that means?"
"Yes, of course" Hyacinth quickly replied.
"Good, well you are free to go, Mrs Bucket, I understand your husband and sister have just arrived and are in our office, Mr. Standing, outside will escort you there. Now I have to interview your father and hope your sister can get him to talk to us."
"Thank you, if it is not too much trouble I would like a brief word with Daisy before you begin asking all your questions."
"It is actually your sister Rose, who is with him."
"Rose? What's she doing here; I thought she had come to London to see a gentleman friend."
"Oh she did and he is Mr. Standing, the man who will take you back to the office." Sandra smiled twisting the knife in deeper.
"What? Rose is going out with a police man, here in London?"
"Oh, he's not a police man anymore, he's retired."
"Retired? My Richard was offered early retirement after a lifetime's dedicated and devoted service to the local authority." She said beaming with pride as she filled Sandra in.
"Was he? Well like I said, I need to interview your father now so-"
"You will be careful with him won't you dear? He gets so tried these days, I don't want poor daddy getting worn out."
"I will do my best" Sandra said with relief that one difficult interview was now out of the way.