While Tracyluv was enjoying her new found freedom, back in Slade Prison things were beginning to happen as the soap police took their new found evidence along to George Rook, the well known chess playing director of the CPS. “This won’t do at all,” he told Laurel and Hardy. “Why on earth would Gale take a hammer on board the boat? No-one would believe a story like that. Go back and see what else you can find out.”
The two policeman looked dismayed. “We’ll have to call in the experts,” said Laurel to Hardy (or was it the other way round?). “What, you mean call in Inspector Marsbar from Walford?” replied Hardy to Laurel (or vice versa).
Soon the phone was ringing in Walford nick. Inspector Marsbar (for it was she) picked up the phone and listened intently. Finally she agreed to drop everything and head north. On arriving in Weatherfield she read up the case notes and called in Sergeants Laurel and Hardy. “You’ve done it all wrong,” she explained. “Now listen to me as I am an expert. So far, although I have not managed to arrest Beetroot Bitchell in spite of him committing more crimes than Jack the Ripper, I have been successful in finding Archangel Bitchell’s killer, the villainous Bradley Walsh, so I know what I’m talking about. The problem you have here is that no-one will believe Gale took a hammer on board the boat. You need to get her to confess to a much more believable story than that. Say, for example, she was to say that she had hidden a rolling pin to stop Sailor Joe making a potato pie and had then used it to beat him over the head with it, washed off all traces of hair, fingerprints and DNA and replaced it on the top shelf in the kitchen, you have a watertight case (if you’ll forgive the pun). That’s what we would do in the Eastend”
Laurel and Hardy looked at each other in disbelief. “Who would believe that load of old tosh?” one of them said to the other one, “Not even a fantasy script could get away with that one!”