Nutcase.

Jeff sat opposite chief inspector Tyburn of the Metropolitan serious crime squad trying to convince him that he was not Sandra Snow who was wanted in connection with drug smuggling and money laundering.

The last thing he remembered was going to bed after having a skin foll in the Jolly Sailor pub and waking up the next day to the sound of shouting policeman and smashing wood as he lay in an unfamiliar bed with his head spinning from what he thought was a hangover thinking he must had pulled last night and not remembered it as coppers burst in the bedroom he was sleeping in.

The first time he noticed anything was wrong was when the policeman said what's your name miss as he called for a female police officer to arrest him.

He knew something was up when he climbed on steadily out of bed feeling the unfamiliar weight and movement of breasts on his chest and the brown hair in front of his eyes and that he was wearing a short skirt and crop top just too add to his humiliation not quite understanding what was going on.

He was bundled in the back of a police van and was strip searched on arrival at custody.

He was given a ugly looking jumpsuit to wear before being fingerprinted and photographed before being placed in the cell as he refused to give his name or any details.

What seemed like hours passed as his mind started to focus and he took in his surroundings and current situation until a police officer open his cell door and took him down to an interview room where the charges were once again read out to him before the interview started.

He could not understand why nobody would believe him when he told them he was actually Ted Scottsdale a 25 year old man who worked at Portobello Market.

As chief inspector Tyburn listened intensely to the woman in front of him babbling on about being a man and having no idea who he was or why he was there.

Chief inspector Tyburn suspended the interview and send him back to his cell thinking he had a right nutcase on his hands as he called for a psych evaluation leaving poor Ted to his own thoughts as he sat in the police cell trying to come to terms with what had happened to him today.