My forensic fascination goes back to a time when the police rolled up one day to ask about a human skull in the garden of a residence I used to live at.
It turned out, by using carbon dating, that it is was most likely a really old skull that had been used in medical classes.
I thought to myself on that day that if it wasn't for technology I would have had something more to fear than pineapples coming up my rear.
Being locked up for killing a person who was already dead when you're still at school was a mind boggling proposition and was never going to happen again.
