There are some days when being the Garda Sergeant of a small Irish town really tests me.
Should I trust my instincts and bend the rules, or should I apply the law to the letter?.
I usually know what to do for the best, but faced with this, I\'m unsure.
It shocks everyone in the family to the core, and it feels like everywhere I turn, where once there was trust and honesty, now there are nothing but lies.
So, after a very long week, I just want to go home and put my feet up, when a dramatic, decades-old secret is revealed.
I\'m all for peaceful protest, but these people were threatening the vulnerable, and I\'m just not having that.
Irate parents are not my only problem unfortunately, as I\'m then called to manage a baying mob of strangers, bearing placards and demanding change.
Having to police my family and friends is a necessary evil, but when I\'m faced with arresting half the children in the town, and discovering someone close to me among the offenders, well, those days I really wish I\'d chosen a different career.
There are some days when being the Garda Sergeant of a small Irish town really tests me
