By Colin Drury
Peter Darling and colleagues find the stolen European Cup, May 1982
It was gone 2am, and I was on patrol in Sheffield city centre; I was a duty sergeant with South Yorkshire police. It had been a quiet night; they generally were, midweek. The pubs threw out at 11pm and there were only one or two clubs in town back then.
The call came as my partner and I walked down West Street: “Sarge, are you free? You might want to come back to the station. A young bloke calling himself Eric Sykes has just walked in with the European Cup.”