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  1. 90 points
    I was in the pedestrianised area of a City Centre this afternoon, about 18:30 hours. It was dark. I was single crewed, and had just finished dealiing with a shoplifting offence in a large well known store, and had returned to my Police car, which I had parked outside. I had just started it up and put my seat belt on, when I saw an older lady, appearing to run towards my car. I wound down the window and asked how I could help. She told me she was in the city on a day trip, with a coach full of older people, from around 80 miles away. She said that two members of their party had not returned to the meeting point to catch the pre-booked coach back, at 17:30, and that the bus had been an hour waiting for them. She said they were frail, and partially sighted. I invited the lady to jump into the car, and informed the control room of the situation. I asked them to create an incident, and told them I was taking the lady with me to do an area search in attempt to find these older ladies. Shortly afterwards, I had a call from a female PC, who said there were two lost ladies in reception at the central police station, and thought it might be them. On this basis, I returned the lady I had with me to the coach, informed the driver I believed we'd located the missing two, and asked him to wait there, while I went and collected them. I then drove to the central nick, and went into the public reception. I was greeted by two elderly ladies, who seemed quite confused, and said they'd caught a taxi to the Police station, because they were lost. After confirming they were the missing two from the trip, I loaded their shopping, and walking frame into the rear of the Police car (focus estate), got them safely in, and drove them to where the coach was waiting. I led the less able-bodied lady onto the coach, who was hanging on to my hand for dear life bless her. I walked her to the rear of the coach, and got her settled into a seat, whereby she promptly began crying with releif, followed by an enormous round of applause/cheers, as I left the bus. Compared to all the rubbish, miserable jobs I have dealt with in the last three years, all the times I've been spat at, sworn at, all of the times I've taken grief from the public..... this very basic incident, and example of how we also help people, really restored a load of my faith in what we, as Police Officers, actually do. Even compared to some complex jobs I've seen through, Eg pervert justice, nothing has made me feel anywhere near as good as this one in a long, long time, probably since an incident whereby I helped a suicidal person from a railway track off duty. I'm not fishing for compliments, but I want to share how I feel, purely as a bit of encouragement for anyone who may be feeilng a bit jaded (Edited by SC James - spelling mistake!)
  2. 69 points
    Your rank PC Your length of service 2 1/2 years Your location South East London (Met) Your planned duty hours 1700-0300 (actual finish 1130) Duty Type late shift Date: 6th of August 2011 A bit of a different one here.... I start work at 1700 hours. As it's a weekend our late shfits are moved back a few hours to overlap more with the night shift. I'm operating on the "Q car" - working in plain clothes in an unmarked car equipped with blue lights and two tones. I'm not a massive fan of working in plain clothes but it is a nice change to spend a month doing something a bit different. As it's late saturday afternoon by the time we start things are already busy and despite having a lot of officers on duty we are still scrabbling around for units to take calls: the Q car often gets left alone and we can be a bit more picky with what calls we can take (indeed, there are some calls we really shoudn't take - RTCs, domestics or anything where you really should be in uniform). The Q car is also designed to be a bit more proactive rather than reactive - finding out own trouble. However, today is busy so we get stuck in and take calls pretty much like any other response car. A call comes in to a "suspects on" - there are some men on a roof of some garages stealing lead. My sergeant is running to it and she is a lot closer than us. She goes to the informant who was in a property overlooking the incident. He was alerted to what was going on by some very young children - by the time he looked out the men were off the roof but he did see some guys moving some items into a room of a building next door. My sergeant guides me and my colleague to the location where this happened. It's a well-known hostel with some well-known nominals in it. I turn up and speak to some young men near to where they were seen. The informant and the seargeant couldn't positively identify any of them as the one's who definately were on teh roof/moving the stuff about. I ask one of the guys "If I look in there will I find any lead?" (the room where someone was seen going in and out of and where this guy haas actually just walked out of when we arrived) And much to my surprise he says "yes"(!) I immediately nick him on suspicion of handling stolen goods (I can't link him to being the chap initially on the roof - he doesn't match the description. I perform a s.32 PACE search on the room and lo and behold there is a quantity of lead roofing under the bed! I take him into the nick for questioning and I have to deal with this case myself - I do the interview and he makes a full and frank confession: he said that the lead had just been given to him to look after by other residents in the hostel but he denies stealing it himself (this tallies with what our witnesses saw). He won't grass the others up. I'm sure we can get to the bottom of it in due course - but in the meantime we've got one charge for handling out of it. He's bailed out. This whole process has taken a good few hours - such is life with British policing. It's now getting on for 2100 hours. Time for refs! We make our way to the takeaway (ringing our orders in ahead). On the way back a general message gets broadcast on our personal radios. No-one is to go home, a force mobalisation has been declared due to disorder in Tottenham. What?! - that was unexpected.... I immediately look on BBC news on my iphone. Nothing of note on there - it can't be that serious. A minute or two later a roll-call of 7 level two officers (shield-trained public order officers) currently on duty is read out and told to report to our central police station at once. I only did the training 3 days before for the first time. I'm a complete rookie. My number is read out. To be honest - I'm more irritated than anything else. I have no idea what is going on - but I've just got a steaming curry which I've been looking forward to for ages and this undoubtedly will mean I'll be off really late, unable to get home, and probably sitting on a carrier waiting for something to happen which never will do. i have a moan to my driver as we make our way to my nick so I can pick up my gear. I arrive at the police station (a sattelite one - not the central one) and there is a buzz of activity. Most people aren't going up - it seems we're only sending one carrier. I head into the kitchen area to eat a couple of mouthfuls of curry (I don't know when I'm going to get to eat again) and then rush off to change into uniform (I'm in plain clothes remember) and get my riot gear. As I'm doing this I pass some officers watching a television and for the first time what is happening hits me. I can see images of angry mobs rioting in Tottenham. A rumour goes around that we're going to be sent to the Broadwater Farm estate. My mouth goes dry and a shiver goes down my spine. I'mamazed that the name of this estate doesn't have much of a resonance with some of the PCs - do none of them know their history? Of course, amongst the sergeants and older members of the team the name is haunted. This is begining to get serious. I don't know what our deployment will be so I put on my beat duty uniform and carry my riot kit in my bag. I head over to the main nick to meetup with my serial: we're a motley bunch made up from two different teams. I know most of them quite well though. I walk into the canteen where we were told to meet up and one of the sergeants says in a firm voice: "for god's sakes Ben, get kitted up!!!" He's watching the news and things are going from bad to worse. We're going into the middle of it. I don't have my usual undergarments for my level two kit with me (long sleeved t shirt and joggers) so it's going to have to go straight over the top of my beat duty uniform. Someone comes in with some long sleeved tops we give to prisoners who have their clothes seized. I gratefully take one. I've only ever worn the kit a couple of times and I think I look daft in it. I'm not a big bloke, I'm short, not muscley at all and wear glasses. One of my best friends on team always shouts out "awww, aint' he cute, Harry Potter off to war" whenever they see me in it. It always gets giggles from the others. I get kitted up in the writing room in front of all the other PCs. Jokes are being made but the seriousness of the developing situation is becoming clearer by the minute. The jokes are getting more nervous and I can see worry in the eyes of the PCs that aren't going when they look at our little group. After getting dressed I make my way out to the carrier - I meet the sergeant who will be leading our serial up there by the bus. I'm glad it's him. He's ex-TSG, an all round nice bloke, compotent, confident and has seen his fair share of action. I wouldn't rather be with anyone else. He's business like and getting us to all look after eachother. He tells us we're heading straight for the middle of it and we're to meet up with our "bronze" commander outside Tottenham police station. We blue light it to North London........ As we pass the southern suburbs of London, then central London Saturday night is in full swing. It looks like any other Saturday night - people drinking and laughing in pubs and bars. As we go through trendy shoreditch I'm amazed at how no-one seems to bat an eyelid at our little bus zooming towards a full-scale riot. We go up through Stoke Newington and as we pass the nick we see the first signs of the unfolding police operation: lots of carriers are apparently RVPing there - we just blat straight past to the riot a few miles up the road. We arrive in Tottenham a couple of minutes later. I'm not ashamed to admit I was scared. I've never been scared, properly scared, before in this job before. But today I am - I feel slightly sick, my mouth is dry and I have an impending sense of dread. Stories from 1985 circle in my head over and over again - I have an interest in police history and have read accounts of what happened in Tottenham before over and over again. I now wish I didn't have such an interest. As we push up the main road the air is thick with smoke, I can see fires up ahead and huge crowds milling about. The whole place stinks of burning. There is shattered glass and bricks all over the floor. It's like something out of hell. We get behind a cordon of officers - they are only level 3 officers -wearing normal beat duty uniforms - and we meet up with the "bronze" commander. The rest of our PSU (we are supposed to form a unit with two other buses of officers) has not arrived but there is an urgent task at hand - the fire brigade need escorting to the site of a fire. We get thrown together with a some different officers to make up a makeshift PSU and form a "bubble" around a fire crew and advance towards the site of a fire (if you saw the clip that was repeatedly used on BBC of the officers marching with the fire brigade this is that incident). We leave the safety of the cordon and march past the crowd. At this point we're not being attacked - many of the people in the crowd seem to be just spectators - others are chanting slogans and abuse at us. For god's sake! We're here to put out a fire! We march a few hundred metres up the road but then the fire brigade commander decides to go back - I'm not entirely sure why - I think it's because another fire engine has got through via a different route. We return to our cordon. On the march back more abuse and insults are coming our way. The crowd at this end are getting a bit more abusive now - people are coming right up to us and shouting abuse. There's nothing physical. Yet. The flames are behind us. I assume the riot is too. I see Jody Mcintyre in his wheelchair - it's amazing how the same faces crawl out of the woodwork (I call over my sergeant just to make him aware who he is and that he and his mates may try to provoke some sort of reaction from us to feed his anti-police agenda). At one point Jody stands directly in front of the police line for a minute or two in what can only be described as some sort of bizarre challenge. He then wheels his own chair awkwardly to one side. I see him a bit later courting a camera crew. The most bizarre thing is though is the people that still want to get through and walk up brazen as anything to a line of police in riot gear. One tries to just barge past me and politely gets pushed back. It's for their own safety and they don't seem to grasp that a full-scale riot is taking place: despite the smoke in the air and the bricks on the ground. - Breaking the chronology a second, I was greatly amused much later on when things were calming down by a drunk guy who insisted and insisted that he had the right to come through. He was swearing, arguing and just wouldn't take the hint. He argued for a good twenty minutes and then eventually cleared off. Five minutes later he returned with what I assumed was an amateur film crew to air his grievences on camera. After a pointless argument with some (very polite) police officers the camera guy (who we assumed would be on his side) said "dude, you've made me waste 10 minutes of film! I'm already low on battery - I thought you had a genuine complaint against these guys. You're just a drunk twit!" +1 for the Old Bill! The crowd were slowly turning more hostile. The demographics of the crowd were changing too - there was a real mix of people before, old, young, black, white, male, female - plus quite a significant contingent of orthodox jews. Now the crowd seemed to mostly consist of young men in tracksuits - many with masked faces. It was getting a bit more sinister - I thought the riot was behind us!!! Then came the bricks and bottles. We came under a heavy shower of missiles from the crowd. In training it was a bit like tennis - you see them coming towards you and bat them away with your shield. Now it was dark and you had no idea where they were coming from. You can see members of the crowd with their arms going in throwing motions, you try and follow the missile but it gets lost in the dark sky. The next thing you know it's on top of you. I took a brick square in the shoulder. It knocked me back a pace or two but fortunately my pads protected me quite well. My colleague, who had also only just done her training with me, got hit square in the groin. For several hours we stood there and took it. bottles, bricks, fireworks - you name it. It was extremely frustrating but we just didn't have the resources to go forward. Behind us there was no-one. If we charged forward then people would have easily got in behind us and that would have been a disaster. I could hear other units elsewhere in the riot screaming for urgent assistance - officers were getting hurt. It was so frustrating not being able to go to them - but we had to hold our line where we were. All of a sudden a police car - that was about 50 metres in front of us - initially manned by one PC directing traffic when we arrived came under sustained attack and then burst into flames! What happened to that PC that was up there?! no-one seemed to know in all the confusion. We had to go and check. We drew batons and were ordered forward in a rush. This is when the "100 metre heroes" come into play. All the big men that want to shout and throw things suddenly become cowards when we actually advance. We were outnumbered 5 to 1 but these cowardly criminals have no appetite for a real fight. We get within a few metres of the car and we are satisfied that the PC is long gone. We return to our previous positions and we watch the car burn. We've been on this line for hours now. I'm starving but more to the point I am desperate for a drink. The public order clothing makes me sweat like anything. I've not eaten or even drunk anything properly for hours and hours. About 0300 hours things are quieter in my sector and we reduce the number of people on the line to have rolling breaks. I go into Tottenham nick and see dozens of exhausted looking PCs sprawled all around the nick. I manage to find a cup and a tap and liberally down several cup loads of water. I then sit in the abandoned front office, alone in the dark, for five minutes to gather my thoughts and get the welcome effects of a fan someone has left on. I potter into the yard to find my colleagues and I see the best, most welcome, operational feeding ever! Someone has turned up in a minibus rammed full of chocolate bars, bottled water and bananas.... where they got them I have no idea. I get a much-needed sugar hit! We resume our position on the line a short time later. Not much is happening here now (we have the incident with the drunk guy and the film crew). We can hear reports of looting and sparodic disorder elsewhere but here it seems our battle is over. By the sounds of it we didn't have the worse of it but it was still tough - I wasn't prepared for it when I woke up the previous morning. We stand on the line for another few hours - at about 0930 we are relieved by a group of officers who had arrived from Thames Valley and Kent. I never thought I'd be so grateful to see the county mounties! We get back on the bus and each write a statement for the night's activities - paperwork doesn't stop just because there's a riot! We then "move the carrier around" to get it pointing in the right direction for leaving (it's actually just an excuse to go on a little drive to see the devesation behind our position. It's amazing. The sight of the Carpetright building, the remains of the bus and the burnt out police cars are all like something out of a disaster film. Bleary-eyed residents are starting to emerge and gaze in shock and disbelief at the state of their high street. I take a few photos on my phone. The morning shifts are still organising their reliefs and their roles. We sit for what seems like ages but eventually we are told we can go - it's been a long night but the sergeant has to go for a debrief at the control centre - frankly, it's an unwanted delay for all. We sit outside for quite a while and then someone mentions McDonalds. I am suddenly starving. We drive off in search of a sausage and egg McMuffin. We get in the queue when the sergeant rings us and we tell him we're getting some breakfast. He says "come back and pick me up, we need to go home". We leave without getting our breakfast!!! one PC looks close to tears! A few seconds later the sergeant rings again - he misunderstood - he thought we said we'd already had breakfast! He says that of course we can get sme food! and he'd like a McMuffin too! suitably fortified we went and collected him and went back to the nick. Our duties office had already rang us and told us we had to be back in work for 1900 that evening. We book off at 1130. It's only the start of one of the longest weeks of my life....
  3. 51 points
    Hi my name is Steve; I have been working in around and for police since 1994. You will know me as SBG on here. I want to tell you a story, mainly for the blokes on here but also for the woman so that they can tell men too. We all think when we are on the streets that we are going to get shot, stabbed or hurt in another way but the one thing that we never check is ourselves. We put our issue body armour on, cuffs baton and spray, hoping that we never have to use it. Deal with drugs, violence and abuse every day or just when we can, but what are protecting us and society from? I have lived a healthy-ish lifestyle, don't smoke, may be drink a little never used drugs ok a little over weight, even exercised, especially when I have to re-qualify in OST! But I never though my own body would say sod you! I found a lump, just a small one on the left, it was different felt wrong. It's the beginning of October, It will go away. I was on holiday with my husband, and another couple doing the Sound of Music Tour from Salzburg, enjoying the alpine way of life not thinking of anything other than I don't have to go to work tomorrow and enjoying the scenery. So the holiday is over and work starts a pace, have do don PDRs on my officers, compulsory training schedule needs to be sorted out and have some operations that need to be sorted. So here comes November, the lump has not gone away, in fact start to get a little pain, from the left. Its Monday and its my appointment, see my doctor, I am nervous and I am cold, the waiting room is crowded, do I need to do this? It will go away, the unfriendly noise of the matrix board sounds "Steve for Doctor" flashes up so I go through, she says hi I don't sit and tell her that I have found a lump and it's a little painful. "Ok" she says, "let's have a look at you". The curtain is pulled round you and you know that you need to sit on the bed, no lay down. Waiting there whilst you hear the familiar sound of gloves being pulled on is strange you have never been on the other end of the latex before. Doctor feels in and finds the same lump as you have and asks you to confirm that it's the same one by feeling yourself and you say yes, the Doc says ok. You dress and sit back down next to them and they say "ok lets get you seen" you know what it is, but you don't know what IT is. Three days later the post arrives and you have an appointment. You let your husband / loved one know that you have to go to hospital, and they ask you why you have not told them before, you cant answer that but all you care is they are there with you when you go to hospital. You enter the unit and see how many people are sat before you, with your iPod and book ready for a wait. Your called forward you enter, sit and go through the embarrassing story again. The consultant feels, writes some notes and feels again and then says "Lets get that scanned – if you go next door they will do it straight away". You walk into another room. Another Doctor is waiting with some warm KY jelly and a ultrasound machine, then starts taking pictures of your balls. The right one looks like a grape, on the screen white and stripy. The left on the other hand is a black void. You hear the click of a camera release, like SOCO on a crime scene, several times whilst you are lying there. Once dressed and cleaned up you have the third room with a nurse practitioner and consultant, you know what is coming but your not quite ready for it. "I am sorry to say that you appear to have a tumour, I would like to admit you now" But my car is in the NCP, "we would like to carry an Orchiectomy as soon as possible, so if you cant come in tonight then please come in tomorrow morning. You need to be nil by mouth from midnight." I cried. Tony was a rock and was there immediately for me. What was this? I have cancer, testicular cancer. Why, what have I done why me, why now, why do perfect situations have to go wrong. The nurse looked after us both making us a brew. I must have sounded off several times and asked again why oh and once more why. Tony sat and asked the real questions. He rang my work, my boss knew what was going on, Sue was fine. My parents were next. I had called them from work this morning. I hadn't wanted to worry them. Mum had said call her once I had an answer. Living in Spain, they were anxious for news. I called them and told them that I had to go into hospital for an operation. Mum was upset, but ok Dad concerned. We spoke for a while once we had returned home, thanks to the internet and webcams. Reporting to the ward on Wednesday, about 6 weeks from finding the lump, I was prepped for surgery. The nursing staff, as expected, were great, attentive and looked after Tony, I would be fine. They would remove this ball and that would be the end of it. At 11 I went to surgery, Guy's has never looked so big before, strange how things look from a being pushed and not being able to walk there. The central operating area approached I was asked my name date of birth more time than I had ever asked someone in custody. Once though all the checks I ended up in the anti room to the theatre. There once again I repeat my name and Date of Birth. They confirm what is happening again and then I am put to sleep. I woke up with the junior nurse that I had gone down from the ward with to theatre, looking over me, "he is awake" the charge nurse gave me some drugs for the pain. The porter comes and takes me back to the ward. Its Thursday, we leave via taxi for home, minus one part of me. Friends, facebook, email is going strong with messages of support and help. Both services that I have worked for have been on the phone. BTP and the Met are asking how they can help, Andy my s/Sgt is filling in for me making sure the paperwork is being filled out and any emails are being answered. Amazon is sorting out Christmas. Then the next round of hospital appointments starts. I have to have several blood tests, CT scans and kidney function tests, so much so I think of transferring to Guys SNT! But I still have not had the result that I need to know. The appointment is two weeks after the operation. Tony and I are waiting for that information more that anything else, has the cancer spread? The clinic at Guys that this all started is becoming familiar, I return, my parents are flying back tomorrow and so I am looking forward to seeing them. I told them not to fly back before as we could talk each day on the internet, which worked well. My mum was better, Dad ok too. So it was today that I would get my oncology results. It hadn't spread; the tumour was a level one seminoma that had now been removed. That's it its all over! Tony wept. We both were relieved to hear the news, I think I had worked myself up to thinking the worst and I am not sure what he had thought. Well not quite. The chances of it coming back are 16 to 20%. "So what's happens next?" I asked. Chemotherapy was the answer it would reduce the risk to 0-5% of reoccurrence and only one dose. I had survived. My treatment continues and I will keep you updated. The treatment has started and I feel ok, not too sick, a bit tired and I am not able to do any duty at the moment, but at least I am ok. To my friends, colleagues and family that have been around me to support me thank you! I have to also thank the NHS, whilst we all hear stories about how bad it is. From me going to my doctor to operation was NINE days. The treatment that I am now getting is first class and the nurses and doctors are dedicated and committed. For those who work with me I will be back shortly and those who drive trade vehicles through my parks, watch out! Those who know me on here thank you for your support and morever I couldn't survive without out and I will be at the next LPDC oh and the first is on me! To Tony I love you x I found it in time so I have two words, male or female Check yourself! Steve Edit - Picture of me and Tony (Left) (me right with the red rack sack on) at the Eagles Nest
  4. 48 points
    Its 16:45 and the office is filled with the merriment of that Friday feeling, you look around and see the anticipation of a frosty pint in everyone's eyes as they exchange schematics of nightclub movements and dressing details. Finally its your turn to be questioned, people cant help but notice the adrenaline fueled finger tapping on your desk has reached near critical as the final minutes tick by, somebody asks "So... What have you got planned?". A faint film of perspiration condenses across your forehead and you explode in eagerness and excitement, "Oh! Me! I'm working 8 hours tonight and tomorrow! Cant wait!" There is a deafening silence followed by the thud of several fainting staff members as it dawns on their unbelieving agony stricken faces that you aren't being sarcastic.
  5. 42 points
    I am the Central Motorway Police Group Inspector who had to retire because of Regulation A19 and decided to come back as a Special Constable. First thing, may I say how good it was to read that the majority of you are supportive. Secondly, I need to let you know a few facts just to prevent the spread of any misinformation or rumours. I made the decision to become a Special all by myself, with no suggestion or encouragement from elsewhere. Having made the decision, the Special Constabulary hierachy were very supportive, as was my Chief Superintendent. As things progressed and I stumbled across a few bureaucratic obstacles, ACPO, the Police Federation and a number of senior Police Staff, all assisted in kicking those obstacles into touch. Hopefully, if any regular decides to follow my lead, they will find the path somewhat easier. I have kept my driving grade. I have not had to undergo any further training as, after 34 years and 4 months, including 13 years as a Traffic Inspector and 7 years on the Motorway, I flatter myself that I am fully trained. I will, however, have to be refreshed at the same intervals as anyone else - PST and First Aid training being the obvious examples. I remain in the specialist post in which I was serving and I am assisting in the integration of more of the Special Constabulary into the CMPG. I have not got a new uniform - apart from my epaulettes. I was able to keep my old collar number, prefaced with a '7', so I don't even have to remember a completely new number. No, I supose I'm not the usual Special as someone put it, but I hope to be able to continue to make a meaningful contribution to policing for a while yet. Just to conclude, my regular service finished at midnight on March 31st. At midnight, I was sworn in as a Special Constable, thus making my service continuous.
  6. 41 points
    I would rearrange his facial features, and see if he laughs then.
  7. 38 points
    Since i've got some time to kill before I next go to "not be anywhere to be seen when theres crime taking place" (or 'work' as I call it). I thought i'd find some images to help support my argument... Kettling? Not enough space to move around or get out of the way of the missles Optio? Looks like they all have loads of room to move around doesn't it. If you were penned up against the Police then it was your own group penning you in, not us. We have to be there to keep you contained to a point, because if we don't you'd have splintered off and we'd have been chasing after you (Oxford St and Prince Charles as an example?). But of course you're there to peacefully protest at Parliament, so why would you want to be anywhere BUT Parliament? Therefore why should it matter if we keep you in Parliament Square? The Police started the violence using Kettling and Mounted Division did they Optio? (Image shamelessly stolen from recent Inspector Gadget Blog article - http://inspectorgadget.wordpress.com/ This photograph was taken before 14:00 hours (thats 2pm) BEFORE any containment went on, and before the Mounted Division did their one-and-only charge into the crowd. If you were peaceful up until that point, how do you explain this photo? To quote the immortally wise Gadget; Just gone to beat up the protesters have they Optio? Say that to him. Or him. Or him. But then, it's our job right? We should expect it right? We wouldn't rather be at home with our families at all would we... I hope you never find yourself a part of the ever-thinning blue line. I hope you're always in position to preach from your armchair of wisdom. Peaceful protest? I hope you know what those statues represent to millions. Welcome to London.
  8. 36 points
    You try to open your front door with your personal access key, You answer the phone with Go Ahead People who have never spoken to you before at work ask you about aspects of policy policy which you can't divulge People who used to talk quite freely about their unlawful dealings stop talking to you You find your 'day clothes' feel a bit lightweight after walking about with an extra 10kg of body armour and equipment You find yourself people watching The innocence regarding the normally unseen activities in you neighbourhood is lost
  9. 34 points
    Hello to all. I have seen alot of talk on this forum about the CNC and so I wanted to take an opportunity to spell out the truth about the CNC and try and give all those of you looking to apply a bit of information that will help you in deciding whether this is the job for you or not. I ama serving CNC officer and I know when I was applying I looked on the internet for information, but didn't find much other than what is posted on this forum, so I hope that this will help some people. The CNC have 18 sites that they man. These are spotted all over the country, with Sellafield in Cumbria, Dounreay in North of Scotland and Harwell being the only ones that are manned wholy by the CNC (i.e gate guards and armed officers) the rest have civilian security guards manning the site, and a small CNC armed response team. At present (early 2011) the CNC are only recruiting for Sellafield as there is a massive uplift of officers here. Application When you apply your application goes through a paper sift. This is based on your answers alone. If you are successful you are invited to an assesment centre in Ryton (near COventry) for a day's assesment centre. This is the same test as all other Home Office Forces give (don't let them tell you otherwise...it is EXACTLY the same). The assesment centre consists of numeric and verbal reasoning in which you have to answer multiple choice questions based on a variety of scenarios. THere is also a written exercise where you have to write a report based on a given subject, and there are scenario based exercises where you have to speak to a staff member or member of the public about a sensitive subject or complaint etc. You will also have a verbal interview, which is answering pretty much the same as the competancy based questions in the application form. A few weeks after sitting this assesment you will get your scores back from the CNC and they will let you know you have been accepted. At this point you are pretty much in the CNC apart from they don't know where to put you or when you will be starting. You will be offered dates for a medical, which is easily passed as long as you are fit and healthy and a fitness test (which is currently 9.4 on bleep test and a series of Push ups and sit ups. Then what they do is start to look at where they need officers. Bearing in mind that the CNC is about 1000 officers and these are split between the sites I mentioned above, with lots more being at the larger sites, you can tell how many there are at each. Every couple of months or so, they have a manning meeting, at which they decide how many people they must recruit or move internally to fill gaps at all the sites. If there is a gap to be filled and they cannot do it internally then they will offer that place to a new recruit. Sometimes there will be a big recruitment drive for a specific site, like currently at Sellafield, or a series of sites, in line with a change in strategy. In these instances you will be able to get a posting to wherever you want. So if you have the luck of being picked as someone who can go to one of these sites that are recruiting then the CNC will contact you and let you know that you have a place. If you have applied and your choice of site is not available, or they fill all the gaps that are available, then you will litteraly sit in a queue and could end up going over 18 months since you applied. At this point they will insist on you taking the assesment centre, fitness and medical tests again to stay valid. Above all in most cases the recruitment process can take from as little as 6 months from start to finish, to over a year. Training Training is in Culham, Oxfordshire. It is 16 weeks where you live in a hotel. The training encompasses most Law and Police stuff as well as lots of Terrorism , and then 6 or 7 weeks of Firearms and Tactics training. The course is easy to pass if you are switched on. Most people fall down on the Firearms and mostly because they are not mentally prepared for carrying out tactics and drills that will potentially lead to you taking someones life someday. The firearms tactics training is very intense and you will learn alot of stuff in a few small weeks. The Job. If you are posted to one of the main units (Harwell, Sellafield or Dounreay) you will have to wait for about 6 months or so before being allowed to go on patrol with a weapon. Duties mainly include manning gates, vehicle and person checks on entering and exiting the site. Once armed you will man a Armed Response Vehicle and patrol the area around the site and the site itself, checking various vulnerable areas. Not being a Sellafield Officer I cannot comment too much on that. I am at a support unit where there are no vehicle/person searches to complete, and duties include vehicle patrols around the site and the 5km area, static observations of site workers on in/out muster times and foot patrols around the interior and exterior of the site. It's not the Home Office!!! Be aware that the CNC is not a Police Force for people who want to be chasing criminals and making arrests, in fact you will be very lucky to arrest anyone. The job is about countering terrorism at the sites and looking after the Nuclear Material and Site Workers. However bare in mind that we are still a Police force and drive around in Police vehicles wearing Police uniforms, and have all the powers and priveleges of a Police Constable in areas relevant to the Nuclear sites, therefore when out on patrol you do come across things where you will use your powers or have to act in your capacity as a Police Officer. Most common are RTC's, searches for Missing Persons, assistance to Home Office forces searching areas etc. Opportunities There are specialist opportunities to explore once you have completed your 2 year probation. These include Special Branch, Road and Marine Escort, Dog Handler, Rifle Officer, CBRN Responder, Tactical Care Officer, Tutor Constable, Firearms and General Trainer, PST Instructor. Most of these jobs are only available at the main sites (Harwell, Sellafield, Dounreay) however, or at HQ at Culham. You can become a Tactical Care Officer, CBRN Responder, Tutor Constable and PST instructor whilst working at your unit however, but pickings are slim for these posts. If i have missed anything or anyone wants any extra info please post here. Also others who can expand on this please add. I feel that, as the CNC is about the only force recruiting at the moment, the people should have as much info as they can get. Thanks for reading!
  10. 32 points
    Sounds like your "friend" is actually a massive bellend.
  11. 29 points
  12. 29 points
    why on earth would you need a stab vest to go out handing out leaflets?!
  13. 28 points
    Guys, thanks very much for the comments, but I would like to point out that it was in fact Naria who managed to get him cuffed as I was dealing with the after effects of being sprayed with CS. I thought it would be a nice quite few hours duty and I did actually think twice about taking my CS out as I thought "it is only a rememberance day parade, what could go wrong". This was the first time in 28 years as a Special that I have been in this situation. It is nice a get a positive story about the Specials and the Police for a change. Once again thanks for all the good comments Gazza, you can come round to me office with the tea and biscuits
  14. 27 points
    There are many threads on this topic. In summary these are the main reasons: 1. They are themselves criminals 2. They are close relatives of criminals 3. They are fourteen years old and rebelling (usually on the internet in the comments section of videos) 4. They are law-abiding, yet wannabe gansters (often crossover with number 3 above) 5. They are motorists who feel the law doesn't apply to them and that they as individuals are somehow 'above' such petty matters 6. They are left-wingers who necessarily feel oppressed by the apparatus of state as an integral part of their worldview 7. They are right-wingers who necessarily feel that the police are uselessly soft as part of their worldview 8. They are foreign and have a different view of the police because the police in their home country are corrupt/brutal/inept 9. They are victims of petty crime that the police have trouble charging for 10. They are clinically insane 11. They are victims of incivility by a minority of Constables.* 12. They are Freemen ** 13. They are of the mind that the police should be at their beck and call *** 14. They are adverse to being told what to do by someone who, by their job description, often needs to tell them what to do. *** * Courtesy of cooldude786 and Alex_101 (and others) **Courtesy of Rocket ***Courtesy of WAID
  15. 25 points
    The Commissioner would have a fit if he saw so many officers in one place without their hats on.
  16. 25 points
    On my borough (part of the Met), you get given a locker that is exactly half as high and half as wide as a normal locker Unfortunately I'm not half as high and half as wide as a regular police officer...
  17. 25 points
    Shopkeeper : "Hello sir, what can I get you today?" Police officer "I'd like to purchase a licence to be hit, kicked, spat at and verbally abused at 03:00 on Saturday night when I could be out with my mates. Oh and I'll need it for risking life and limb during the course of duty." Shopkeeper "I see, is that all?" Police officer "No it needs to cover me for being contaminated with CS spray, sitting, sometimes standing, watching a prisoner for hours on end, guarding crime scenes for hours on end and clearing up the back of transit vans after the prisoner has urinated all over it. It also needs to cover me for being sent to court at really inconvenient times." Shopkeeper: "You special or regular?" Police officer: "special." shopkeeper "£25 please." I think not.
  18. 25 points
    I thought it might be interesting for you peeps to see what a custody sgt gets up to on a typical duty, so here goes.... Duty - 15:00 - 23:00hrs 15:00 - take handover from the days sgt. - fortunately there are only 3 in custody. One male for a s18 wounding with intent. The officers dealing are currently in the process of obtaining CPS advice based on the threshold test as we are considering a remand if charged. I am aware of the job as I booked the male in the previous evening. The other two are in for a joint criminal damage. Both have been interviewed but there is an outstanding suspect that officers are currently looking for. I am told that they are also trying to contact a witness to obtain a statement and there is also outstanding cctv. They have just been reviewed by the Insp who has further authorised their detention to secure and preserve this evidence. 15:15 - log in the the computer and review and update the custody records with myself as the new custody officer. 15:20 - a newly registered RSO comes in. he needs his photo taking and fingerprinting. 15:30 - the male for the S18 has asked to see a nurse. he is alcohol dependent and starting to withdraw, so put a call in. 15:45 - I am told that officers have been unable to locate the outstanding offender or witness, so I decide to bail the 2 males for the criminal damage. 16:00 - first prisoner arrives - male detained on suspicion of rape of his girlfriend. a historical allegation, so no forensic considerations etc. Get the circs from the arresting officer and authorise detention to obtain evidence by questioning. Give him his rights and carry out the risk assessment. From the information I get, I decide that he will need an AA for interview as he has learning difficulties. He also wants his solicitor notified. The male then goes to be proessed with the DO. 16:45 - charging decision for the S18 comes back and CPS have authorised a charge of S18 which is an excellent result. The assault on the victim was unprovoked and he sustained a fractured skull and permanent loss of hearing in one ear. I decide to refuse bail. The male is a MAPPA 2 offender and currently on licence from prison for another S18 offence. Refusal is in order to prevent him committing further imprisonable offences, failing to appear and prevent interfering with witnesses. The male is informed of this and neither he or his solicitor make any representations about the refusal of bail - they were both expecting this result.. 17:00 - carry out research of previous custody records of the male detained for the rape. I don't trust the answers he gave me for the risk assessment. I find that he has suicidal markers and has self harmed in custody previously, so decide to move him to a camera cell. 17:10 - manage to contact relatives and arrange for one to attend as appropriate adult for the above male. 17:15 - next prisoner arrives. A male detained for S2 Harassment of his ex partner and criminal damage to her property. Given circs by the arresting officer and authorise detention to obtain evidence by questioning. Carry out risk assessment and give him his rights. No concerns - he only has a previous reprimand for an unrelated matter. Male goes to be processed with the DO. 17:30 - next two prisoners arrive, A male and a female detained for making threats to kill his ex partner. I book in the male first. I have known him since he was 14, so we have a bit of banter. Authorise detention to obtain evidence by questioning. His solicitor has turned up with him, so she goes off with the OIC to get disclosure etc. Male has no issues, so goes off to be processed. 17:45 - book in the female. Same circumstances as the male, so authorise detention to obtain evidence by questioning. She is no trace PNC and is heavily pregnant. She seems fit and well otherwise and will be using the same solicitor as the male. She goes off to be processed. 18:00 - next prisoner arrives. A male detained as a result of a grade 1 domestic. He is alleged to have punched his brother. He is in drink and very unpredictable. He also has various warnings for violence and self harm in custody. As soon as I see him, it is obvious he will have to go to hospital. I tell the officers they should have taken him straight there rather than bringing him to custody. He has a very deep cut over one eye and is bleeding heavily. He is given a bit of first aid while I authorise his detention to S&P evidence and obtain evidence by questioning. I then pack him and two officers straight off to hospital. 18:20 - next prisoner arrives - another male detained on suspicion of common assault to his partner. He is alleged to have pushed her and spat in her face. Authorise detentiontion to obtain evidence by questioning. Give him rights and complete risk assessment etc. He has a few medical problems and is on a lot of medication, but I assess him fit to detain at that time. He doesn't want a solicitor so goes straight to interview with the OIC. 18:35 - AA arrives for the male detained for the rape. Give him rights again with the AA and then he goes to interview with the AA and solicitor present. 18:46 - next prisoner arrives, a male shoplifter who has been wanted for a while. Authorise detention to S&P evidence and obtain evidence by questioning. Give him his rights and he wants a solicitor. Carry out risk assessment but he doesn't disclose anything untoward. I amnot happy with htis as he presents as being a bit on the slow side, so I research previous custody records to see whether he has had an AA previously. He hasn't, so I am happy fthat he is fit to interview. 19:15 - update from the OIC dealing with the domestic harassment. I review the evidence and decide the full code test is met. As t is a domestic it must go to CPS for a charging decision, so OIC is sent away to complete the MG3 etc. 19:50 - Update from the OIC dealing with the male who spat at his partner. Review the evidence and decide full code test is not met. Make the decision to NFA the male, so he is released. He will not be going back to the address and is going to his parents to let things cool down. 20:00 - update from the OIC dealing with the male and female TTK. Both have been interviewed and made denials. There are 2 further witness statements, both are unavailable at this time. there is also cctv outstanding. I decide the threshold test is met, so bail both conditionally for us to make the outstanding enquiries and then obtain CPS as is it a domestic incident. 20:30 - the soplifter has been interviewed and gone no comment. There is a joint offender also on bail for this matter. I decide that CPS will need to view the cctv and so he is also bailed. 20:45 - update for the rape job. Denial made, male admits intercourse but states was consensual. OIC asks for bail as the DI wants to review the job before deciding whether to go to CPS. He is bailed bu there is not enough to impose conditions. he is sent away with a strict warning about contacting the victim etc. 21:00 - the male has returned from hospital. He had 5 stitches to the wound above his eye. Finish booking him in but decide that he is not fit to interview for another few hours as he is still in drink. He has calmed down a lot and goes to his cell with a cup of hot chocolate, a pasty and a few magazines to sober up. He is in a camera cell due to his previous self harm and the fact that he has a head injury. 21:30 - CPS advice comes back re the domestic harassment. He is to be charged with harassment and criminal damage. I bail him conditionally not to contact her or go to her address and tell the OIC to complate an MG14 to apply for a restraining order on conviction. 22:00 - the nights sgt comes on. Complete handover with her and then tidy up custody records etc. 23:00 - home, taking my dinner with me as yet again I haven't had time to eat it!
  19. 24 points
    Long time observer, but this is my first post I thought it would be useful to post a list of the statuses of forces regarding new applications to become a regular police officer. Obviously, regs recruitment is a hot topic on this site, and many threads discuss regular recruitment in certain forces. I know that some also exist that ask which forces are currently recruiting. However, I feel that potential applicants (from both the Special Constabulary and the public in general) would benefit from a systematic list of the recruitment status for all UK forces. The obvious caveat is that these position sare subject to change, but in starting this thread I hope to give potential applicants a rough idea of the national recruitment situation. It also saves people searching through the 50 odd force websites (which I have just done. Sigh, I need a life ). Here goes: Avon and Somerset Constabulary: Closed Bedfordshire Police: Closed British Transport Police: Closed Cambridgeshire Constabulary: Closed Central Scotland Police: Closed, but next recruitment period May 2nd 2011 Cheshire Constabulary: Closed (likely until mid to late 2012) City of London Police: Closed Civil Nuclear Constabulary: CURRENTLY RECRUITING Cleveland Police: Closed Cumbria Constabulary: Closed Derbyshire Constabulary: Closed Devon and Cornwall Police: Closed Dorset Police: Closed (no further updates until early early 2012) Dumfries and Galloway Constabulary: Closed Durham Constabulary: Closed Dyfed-Powys Police: Closed Essex Police: Closed Fife Constabulary: Closed Gloucestershire Constabulary: Closed Grampian Police: Closed Greater Manchester Police: Closed Gwent Police: Closed Hampshire Constabulary: Closed Hertfordshire Constabulary: Closed Humberside Police: Closed Kent Police: Closed Lancashire Constabulary: Closed Leicestershire Constabulary: Closed Lincolnshire Police: Closed Lothian and Borders Police: Closed Merseyside Police: Closed Metropolitan Police: Currently running a limited internal recruitment campaign. Must be a serving MSC with IPS status. Ministry of Defence Police: Closed Norfolk Constabulary: Closed Northamptonshire Police: Closed Northumbria Police: Closed North Yorkshire Police: Closed North Wales Police: Closed Northern Constabulary: Closed Nottinghamshire Police: Closed Police Service of Northern Ireland: Closed South Yorkshire Police: Closed South Wales Police: Closed Staffordshire Police: Closed Strathclyde Police: Closed Suffolk Constabulary: Closed Surrey Police: Unknown but any applicants must have completed PLC course Sussex Police: Closed Tayside Police: Closed Thames Valley Police: Closed but when TVP have confirmed that serving TVP SC's will be guaranteed a police officer application when recruitment reopens Warwickshire Police: Closed until earliest 2012 West Mercia Police: Closed (though rumours are recruitment will be opening soon) West Midlands Police: Closed West Yorkshire Police: Closed Wiltshire Constabulary: Closed Not a pretty picture, but hope it helps. All information is accurate as on April 12th 2011. Please post any further insights. I have tried to collate all the information available from this site, other forums and official force websites.Apologies if there are any glaring omissions. As you can see, this includes not only the official website position on recruitment, but whispers and internal gossip. I know such an inclusion will have people retort that only the official force position actually matters,but I feel for many it will be valuable. For instance, a potential applicant might be wanting to join their local force but are willingto move to join as a regular. Their local force's website may display the same recruitment message for years at a time, and if said applicant had information from certain staff that the situation may remain the same for a long time, that person would consider other forcesthat are currently recruiting. I know, such information is never perfect. But scientia potentia est, gang. Mods, feel free to move/edit this at will.
  20. 24 points
    I've put together this diary to help all those thinking of joining, hopefully it should help! My life as a special started when I was at university, at the time I was studying Public Services. A friend who is now also a special was applying and kept telling me to apply as he thought I'd be good for the job. So without giving it any thought I applied, once I'd hit send that was it, I felt a stone sink to my stomach. Around two months later I received an email from a police email address, at first I wondered what I'd done but it turned out to be a recruitment officer telling me that I'd passed the paper sift. The email warned me that the real application would come through. A couple of days later I received a fully packed a4 envelope re-confirming everything that the email had said and also my paper application forms. I was being asked everything: Health, Financial, References etc. Honestly 101 questions has nothing on these applications. I was quite concerned with the Health as I'd previously had a very serious health condition. However I completed the forms and hoped for the best. Again around a couple of months later I got a phone call from the same recruitment officer stating that the service were happy with my application and that they'd like to offer me to come to an assessment day. I'd heard that these days were notoriously difficult to pass, so was starting to worry. All this from someone who originally wasn't too bothered about joining. I was now starting to really get into it. I think Road Wars and Traffic cops were a lot to do with it though The day came round, so I put on my best and only suit and went with high hopes. I arrived at the testing centre, gave my name at reception and was told to sit in the corner. As I looked around the room I saw 7 other faces all looking as worried as I was. All of a sudden the reception door opened and a tall figure in a police uniform called us all in. We were taken into a room and sat down on individual tables. Before us were some papers, a clock beeped and we began. After the test was done we were told to go wait in the reception again, to await our interview. Interview!? I wasn't told I'd be doing an interview, my heart raced and my brain froze trying to think of what to say. I was led into a dark, boxy type room with two officers already sat there. I felt like I was on a murder charge or something, one officer greeted me and asked me the basic questions of name and such. As the interview got under-way I was asked questions about all my life and also how I felt I could meet the force competencies. I made sure I followed the other officer's body language and thought about my answers before saying them. About 30-45 minutes passed and I was told thank you for coming and we'll be in touch. As you do, I left the building thinking my police career had come to an end. I wasn't prepared, there was no way I could of passed the tests. I later found out a couple of weeks after that I passed my assessment and interview. It seemed I was the only one out of the 7 other people. Quite some time passed before I got my date for the medical, however when it came I was very nervous due to having a previous medical complaint. Again I put on my lovely suit and arrived at the medical testing centre. At first I was asked about my health and such, then I had the lovely drugs test whereby they took some of my DNA and my lovely yellow urine. I was then asked to sit in a small box and place some headphones on, very low frequencies were played to me and I had to push a button when I could hear them. It was a very strange feeling; however one I managed to pass. During the end of the test I was asked to go speak to the force doctor just to confirm whether he thought it would be ok for me to work, he wasn't sure so wrote to my consultant. That was it, I had passed everything they'd thrown at me and was now awaiting a training course date. I couldn't wait, nor could I believe that I'd got this far. A lot of time passed and at one point I had thought of applying to another force as they were taking applications for regulars however on the day I was going to phone them, I received a call from my recruitment officer telling me he had a date for me. I couldn't tell you how pleased I was when I heard that. Me, a special constable... it was really going to happen. Training was a lot of fun, it was based over six months worth of weekends, we learnt about the core basics of law and mainly things we'd be dealing with once we got out on those mean streets. The trainers were fantastic, always there to lend a hand whether you were at training or at home, they were nice enough to give you their personal mobile numbers for help. The group that I was in was quite a diverse group of some old and some young, but we all got along and are still friends to date. During the training we had a couple of tests to contend with, which you should make sure you revise for! I think the day to look most forward to is going for your uniform fitting, It really makes it feel like it's becoming a reality! A couple of the days to watch out for are your defensive tactics (yes it's true you do get sprayed with CS and yes it hurts) your pre-patrol day (such good fun, and informative too) and your attestation day (start polishing your boots as soon as you get them and learn how to march). So that's it. I'm now a fully fledged Special Constable, of course I'm still a probationer and I know the work starts here. Be prepared for about 35-40% of things you've learned to mean something. Since I've been patrolling I've realised that they don't teach you quite a lot of things, but I guess that's for you to learn. Now that I'm based at my station I'm mainly tasked with NPT duties. This can range on doing events, scene guarding, to going out with Response. The new teams I'm working with are lovely and all are very helpful. I don't think you seem to get the officers that don't respond well to Specials any more, I haven't yet found anyone like that anyway. Anyway that's enough typing for one evening, will update soon. Hope this helps all you new guys and gals, if you've any questions please don't hesitate to ask.
  21. 24 points
    Why should they? It's their house. Why should they have to lock themselves in the bathroom whilst the burglars help themselves to their property. Let's put the victims first....not the criminals.
  22. 24 points
    What is the issue of waering name badges. We're coppers and therefore held to higher account than any other public body or authority. If you are that worried that 'the bad guys' will get you or your family, well perhaps this role in uniform, in the public gaze isn't for you. I've had 'bad guys' threaten me and my family and one group found out where I live, this was long before 192.com and name badges. If someone wants you they'll find you. I've also had 2 complaints come through in the last week, both are a load of sh1te and both are already on way to being binned as I do nothing to be woried about and act in accordance to my role. How many of us are targetting specific dangerous criminals or terrorists in our current or past roles? I'm proud of my name, not many with it either and will always wear my name badge! unless I'm at home. Regards to all PC Hugh G Rekshun.
  23. 23 points
    As a trainer I would like to present an alternative point of view for your consideration. The Metropolitan Police Service Hendon Driving School codified the principles of roadcraft and in one of the most challenging driving environments in the world the Service actually has one of the lowest rate of police injury related accidents in the UK. Hendon went to two weeks course as they have demonstrated they can train you to the national standard in that time. One of the things that is taught on the course is the ability to manage risk in a dynamic way that has nothing to do with perceived driving skills. I would much rather be in a car with a poorer driver with well developed risk management skills that someone who has excellent driving skills but cannot balance risk. The first driver may get to the call 30 seconds behind the second driver but it only takes one accident at response speeds to kill or seriously injure people. The course is not about just learning to drive at speed -it's about managing risk. And you will find that Hendon have written the course on driving and risk management training The MSC doing the weekend course have a higher pass rate than regulars doing the same course over three weeks so your assumptions about skill fade, knowledge loss are interesting but actually incorrect. There is also a learning dynamic is that MSC officers are giving up their valuable free time to attend a course so perhaps they are the more motivated learners. The course results speak for themselves with the sample base now being large enough to be statistically significant. MSC officers are typically parading at peak times of demand and they are always <typically> front line. They are not drawn into doing case file builds so whereas a regular may be on duty for 8 hours they may only drive for 2 whereas the MSC may drive the whole tour. And MSC officers are expected to manage their hours and they also volunteer so they have the option of not working because they are too tired. They are held to the same standards and trained to the same standards as regulars. And lets be really provocative and look at the value for money of training MSC IRV drivers. For every regular it costs to put out there you could put 3 MSC units on the road to perform a patrol function. The MPS can put out an IRV capable vehicle, plus operator plus MSC driving course for less money than it costs to put a regular on the road single crewed with no IRV capability for about l0 weeks. So why should the regular get the course when it is more cost effective to train MSC officers to perform the same function. For the cost of five regular IRV units you could put out 15 MSC crewed IRV units which gives a much more effective and resilient service to the public. MSC look the same, have the same kit, some powers and policies, go to the same calls and are subject to the same discipline and supervision as team so why should team officers take precedence. The service needs to look at the total cost of delivering the service and it opens some very provocative thinking
  24. 23 points
    To echo the above, what a load of nonsense. So if this did come in, and I fancied a promotion, could I just fork out an extra £200 and promote myself to Chief Constable?! Financially that would be a very sound investment!! Just spotted this in the article: If they think I'm paying £25 a year to volunteer my time to them, for their benefit, then they can shove it where the sun doesn't shine!
  25. 23 points
    "But he didn't give me a warning!" Please. In that scenario do you think it was practical and is a police officer shouldering a racked baton and pushing people back not a bit of a hint? This reinforces my philosophy about policing. When you believe that you have seen the bottom of the pit of human stupidity, someone starts digging.