Barbara Ripple's Mislaid Staff

When I asked her, she said she'd "Forgotten it."

I mean, how? How is that possible?

Didn't she think she was travelling a bit light when she left the house that morning?

Ok, at a push, I can imagine how you could forget a 6 ft fluorescent stick if you were, say, a welder who just happened to be a 6 ft fluorescent stick enthusiast who had loads of them...but you absolutely cannot forget a 6 ft fluorescent stick when it defines your job, when it's the salient part of your being.

That's like the Yorkshire Ripper forgetting to rip.
Just getting home after dropping the prostitute off and scratching his head thinking 'I'm sure I was meant to do something back there....'
Then getting home and seeing a post-it note on the fridge saying 'Murder some whores', kicking himself.

Without that lollipop she is just a lady and what authority does she have to stand in the road and stop traffic?

So, yes...I ran her over, Your Honour.