In the function room above the Greyhound public house Residents Association secretary Jim Costello introduces the locals to their police representatives,who are keen to have everybody's valuables post-coded. Elderly thespian Arthur Marvin complains about litter louts but everybody else wants the police to investigate the Shit Egg Killer,who throws balls of excrement containing sweets through their windows. Indeed a shit egg comes flying into the function room itself but a cassette tape inside it unmasks the culprit.
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