So this year i drew short straw of being in work, on a night shift new years eve.
Now for all that its worth id have much rather been at home but needs must and i was required at my posting within the Comms room.
The shift started off as any other, came in early at 20:30, logged onto station and checked all necessary and relevant emails and briefing items for the night ahead. The it was go time. 21:00 and Tee minus 10 hours until end of duty.
Surprisingly the first few hours of shift were the usual drunken fights.arguements and thetfs but all in all it was ticking over nicely but not too busy.
Then taking refreshments from midnight until 0100 allowed myself and the rest of my relief sometime to enjoy a buffet and some fireworks outside before having to get back to the hard work.
As soon as i was logged back in and ready the system went wild! Beep after beep, job after job, it seemed like everyone had decided the happy new years were over and they decided they wanted to take lumps out of each other!
It was a long and hard slog, weary work dealing with intoxicated persons, petty squabbles and numerous fights but it all has to be done and the police were taken to the limit that night.
Clocking off at 0700 hours after a long shift, i was left feeling worn out but yet quite exhillerated with what had been done and accomplished within this singular tour of duty.
Between midnight and 0700 over 3000 jobs were taken and actioned, that was within a 7 hour time frame. Some forces i know dont even do half that on any special occasions such as xmas and new years.
Wearily i made my way home and went to bed, day blended to night and night again to day.
It is easy to say it was a busy night but that would be an understatement. I think the Comms officers, radio personell and the officers on the street did a great job and deserve a lot more for thanks and recognition for what we did that night just to manage.
Next time on this blog.... some other periodic update of life within the service