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  1. Does anyone know where I can purchase one of these but at a cheaper price? http://www.copshopuk.com/acatalog/copy_of_Hurricane_2_Fleece.html They're the same ones that our specialist teams used to get issued and they are very nice (smart and warm) The wife has an issued one but won't let me use it I don't want it for work, but for normal outdoor use as my current berghaus has seen better days after 4 years and I haven't been able to find a decent replacement for it.
    122 points
  2. 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!)
    91 points
  3. 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....
    69 points
  4. Sometimes I think that we don't give ourselves enough credit for what we do....here's a little reminder
    58 points
  5. 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
    51 points
  6. 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.
    48 points
  7. 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.
    44 points
  8. It would be morally wrong. If two people apply and one is a better candidate then it would be morally wrong to suggest that the one who is not qualified gets the job. If we allowed this then why not make sure a suitable proportion of gay/straight people get in, or left handers, right handers, or catholics, or those with red hair, or males and females etc etc. The more we continue to talk about race the more it becomes an issue. Fairness and impartiality in the face of the law is the only benchmark that we should measure ourselves by. We are making ourselves look more and more like joke as each day goes by. Why not just have done with it and change the uniform to clown costumes?
    41 points
  9. Been away from here for a while, lots of things going on but chemotherapy finished in January and apart from a tiny speck that the hospital are keeping an eye on, I'm in remission from Hodgkin lymphoma, back on full duties in June having already returned to work and looking forward to the rest of my life Dave
    39 points
  10. Why does everyone but me seem to get awesome issued kit? Those look quite good, I may be interested in getting one too but I'm not paying 90-odd quid for it.
    38 points
  11. 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.
    38 points
  12. 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
    36 points
  13. Well, after hitting 10 years service this week, I've made the very difficult decision to call time on my service in the police. I have been dwelling on it for some time, but despite that it feels odd that I've actually gone and done it. I always regarded myself as a career Special - up until just a couple of years ago I saw myself aiming for 20 or 30 years service. The time I've had in the Specials has been nothing short of amazing, and regardless of any moans that some including myself may have on here about policing, if any of you reading this aren't Specials and are considering joining then you need to just do it. It's given me so much life experience, and considering I left school at 16 with virtually no qualifications, it has benefited me immensely outside of the police as well. I don't regret joining for a moment. I applied unsuccessfully at 18, and then again at 19. I felt like giving up, but persevered and finally got in at 20 on my third attempt. Lord Vader was actually one of my assessors, and as well as him I've worked with a number of forum members off here. I have worked with lots of brilliant officers, but I want to pay special thanks on here to markdn who is my S/Insp and who I've worked with for over 5 years now. I've had a great time as a Special - I reckon I've had somewhere in the region of 50-60 arrests since I joined, some of whom have gone to prison for their crimes. I've been on TV twice and met some amazing people - not just colleagues but members of the public too. I've both witnessed and been subject to violence and dealt with everything from dead bodies to the dead stupid. Burglars, drug dealers, people shagging in their cars, illegal raves, car thieves - I've dealt with all these types people and situations and countless others. I honestly don't think there is any voluntary job out there that gives you as much responsibility or exposure to the real world as what being a Special Constable does. The job alone can be incredibly difficult anyway, even more so with the fact that we don't have the same level of knowledge or training as regulars. I know I'm a mod and could be seen as biased, but this forum has been a huge help, both in terms of individual bits of advice from forum members, as well as finding answers to anything I've been unsure of. On that note I also want to thank those of you that have given me advice and guidance, both on the forum and in PM, over the years. I will still be serving until the end of April, and will then hand my kit and my warrant card back. I don't know what I will do in terms of moderating on here - I will continue for the short term at least but after that we shall see. Whatever I decide in terms of whether to continue moderating, I will definitely stick around and continue as an active member of the forum. Giraffe
    34 points
  14. Folks Show your support for this project. I have read a short sample of the book on Amazon and it looks like an extremely interesting storyline, which you may find appealing. Thanks The Book is called "Big Fish Little Pond" and is under my author name A J Daniels. Available on Amazon it has the ISBN 9781478356189 Project Summary Big Fish Little Pond: Brought together by a government Cell as a result of serious crime the characters are passionate about issues at the heart of British society. The debates are supported with true historical research. Emotion and tragedy intensify with an ironic twist Authored by Mr A J Daniels Here is the entire Description on Amazon: Big Fish Little Pond is a fiction based crime novel with supporting historical research. The story is centred on a serious criminal event which brings together 5 prominent characters carefully selected by a British governmental intelligence cell who rigorously debate current social and topical issues in a week long project called Operation Chestnut which is set in a small town in Southern England. The issues they debate relate to crime and disorder, human rights, race and immigration, religion and economics. The group are formed as a Mini Cabinet, and each character is tasked with a debating point and must conclude with a Motion to be carried forward into mainstream society. The theme behind the book is an explosion at industrial premises which initially implicates the main subject who is a British born, mixed race West Indian male called Paul Grimshaw. Grimshaw has lived with his grandfather since childhood, following a turbulent start to his family life. The grandfather is a proud and dignified West Indian immigrant, and the book also explores prejudice and attitude in British life leading to an emotional conclusion. This exposes a poignant relevance to the selection of the 5 prominent characters for the Operation. As the book develops, the debates deepen and the personalities expose themselves with a meaningful summary from an independent representative of the town where the Operation takes place. The book features fact based current and historical research to support the debates and will be informative to the reader. Elements of this research expose subtle irony in social attitudes, and also reveal some painful but relevant facts about certain beliefs, still prevalent today. The Book is currently priced at £8.99 for the actual hard copy and about £3.90 for Kindle Version. From The Author: "I have already had a good number of people read from manuscript and pre published 'Proof copies' it and I am really pleased to say that the feedback has been genuinely extremely positive. I have asked people to be entirely honest (and this had included people in different professions including 2 Solicitors) and one said that she read it on holiday and.... "Couldn't put it down." As you can imagine I was extremely flattered and humbled by this. I must stress that this book is not Aimed at Police Officers however the debates are certainly thought provoking and emotive ( certainly without being contentious) which is something that Police Officers would identify with. Equally, the book very sensitively tackles the current criminal climate and penalty with arguments from all sides and even more carefully discusses the tragedy around the killing of our colleague Sharon Beshenivsky and the ironies around how the offender Mustaf Jama was able to flee the country and seek asylum in a country he claimed to be 'Too scared' to return to prior to this vile act." Purchase the Book Version Here Purchase the Kindle Version Here
    34 points
  15. Not quite a full shift write up but the story of my first arrest on my first night shift :D Was teamed up for the night with a PC but first job out of briefing and she locks up for a really complicated burglary with intent to steal. She's got loads of statements to take, and we've got some concerns over the prisoner so I jump in the back of the van to go back to custody. All booked in, we go back to do a house search, then back off to custody again to drop the forms and the prisoner's keys back off (whoever came up with the idea of putting custody at the very far end of the division needs their heads checking..). PC is still doing statements, not much I can do so I stay in the van for the ride out. We get diverted to one or two jobs. I've not worked with this PC before, but he's good, I like him. Heading back to the nick, we hear comms trying to assign a job of two prowlers seen trying car doors and boots. PC asks if I fancy going taking a look, I'm up for that, so we shout up and take it, its not too far away. We get there and take a look down the street the males were last seen in. There's a bit of a feeling about this job, we both feel it, and decide we'll take a better look. We both jump out, split up and take a look around. No sign of anything, but still something doesn't feel right. Not to sound too cheesy, but it was just a bit too quiet... Jump back in the van and decide we'll do a bit of an area search. Take the next turn off down a side street and I spot a security light on. We jump out again and have a walk round. I spot another security light on the side of the house on the corner of the main road. We head that way to take a look. We head into the side garden to have a look and a listen, PC thinks theres someone nearby, and walks down the side back towards the main road to have a look. Suddenly, there's a noise of bushes rustling, and heavy footsteps behind me, I can't see but I shout out, the PC turns, and starts running, I follow. He shouts up that he's chasing two males, and they've gone into gardens and are fence hopping. I've still not seen them myself. I realise I can cut them off by heading back to where we've parked the van, so I turn and run that way. Shout up to advise I'm on the other side and the males are sort of contained. PC asks for further units on the hurry up and a dog. Apparently though, there's no dog on duty. Useful. Alls now gone quiet, another double crewed unit arrives. It's not taken me long to get back round to my side, so the males must have gone to ground. I start looking in gardens as best I can whilst keeping the containment on this side. The regs are searching the main road side where the males were last seen. I keep hearing noises, but I can't tell if it's the suspects, the other officers, or just cats (I almost shouted up I'd found them once, only to realise it was a cat. That could have been embarassing...). I hear one sound from the area around a house, and find the gate open. It's directly behind the area they were last seen. I shout up and the regs join me, we check everywhere but can't find any trace. I even check the bins. The regs go back to the main road and I stay on the side street. I have a wander down the road and find almost every gate open. We've obviously disturbed these males, they've been busy looking all down this street. 45 mins passes, we've still had no further sightings. Comms have asked for an update at least once, we're going to have to give up. I go and lean on the bonnet of our van and carry on keeping an eye out on my side. Feel a bit dissapointed, I was sure we'd got them contained, but there's no sign anywhere. I curse the lack of dog unit a few times. It's a Friday night, why isn't there a bloody dog on duty. A resident comes out to talk to me, he just wants to know why we've been in his garden and whats going on, he's friendly enough so we chat for a bit. Ironically, the security light we initially came to check out is broken, and apparently goes on and off all night. While we're standing there, there's a sound again. We both stop dead and listen, I'm struggling to pick out the direction with an ear piece in, but the MOP is certain it came from the area we'd looked in earlier. I have another look. The MOP heads to the end of the road and says he'll cover that side. I'm sure we've checked one garden thouroughly, but it shares a drive with next door. I can't get into their garden, their conservatory is right up against the garage, and there's a fence panel in the way. I shine my torch in the garden through the conservatory and peer through the reflection. My heart stops for a minute, there's a recognisable shape at the bottom of some bushes. I stop still for a second to process it, I want to be really sure this time, I've already shouted up once. I'm sure though, I can see a shoe, and I can make out the leg its on the end of. I step away and whisper into the radio. Comms can't hear me, I have to step back a bit further and speak a bit louder, I'm scared they'll be gone when I go back to the garden, but they've not moved. I wait until my three colleagues arrive, and point to the beam of my torch. The PC I'm crewed with is practically jumping up and down and whispering "***ing good lad! ****ing great spot! Nice one!". We move the fence panel out of the way and the two of us squeeze through the gap and into the garden. We walk right over and drag them out one at time. They've been curled up fetal under these bushes the whole time. They stayed there right until we were stood next to them! PC cuffs one and passes him out through the gap to the other officers. I cuff the other, my hands are shaking a bit, first time my cuffs have been used for real! We take them back to the vans and stick one in each for the trip back. I get plenty of pats on the back and well dones. We have a quick chat and decide what to arrest them for. They've obviously been out looking to steal stuff, and when searched they've got some strange things in their possesion, and we found some gloves in the bushes but the discription on the initial call was "two white males", and we've not found any signs of a break in anywhere. Quick point to point with the sergeant, and we go for Suspicion of Interferance with a Motor Vehicle. Hopefully some jobs will come in in the morning and we'll be able to tie them to it. PC asks how many I want, and we decide to split it. I open the van and give mine the good news, stumbling a bit over the caution. On the way to custody, the PC gets a point to point from the inspector, he's been listening and is thrilled with the result, he promises to put it on his log and make sure a good investigation is done in the morning, he comes down whilst we're in custody and has a chat with us. I'm made up :D Unfortunately, nothing further came in, and the description was too weak to tie them to the original call, so they were released 24 hours later. Dissapointing, but as the inspector told us, we've disturbed them, interupted their night, inconvenienced them with 24 hours in a cell, and probably stopped them from getting something. The intelligence is there now, and I fully believe in karma, their time will come! And I get a cracking first arrest, and a great story to tell!
    34 points
  16. They really do become like water off a duck's back.... Just try and remember its directed at the uniform and the position you hold, not you as a human being. Learn yourself a few phrases to respond with to this sort of junk and keep them in your armoury. Something polite which appears witty which hammers home the point that those comments aren't ones to be made to you if they want to go home for the night. Something like "carry on and this doesn't end well for you". Listen to how more experienced Officers respond, pick up their phrases, their tone and their body language, and you'll soon start to get your message across whilst still appearing friendly-ish. My regular one is to ask people to tell me again I can't do something... I'm taking your drink off you as you're under-age. You can't do that. Yes I can. No you can't. Yes I can. No you can't. ....deep breath in.... You going to tell me again I can't? "You were bullied at school weren't you." "No mate, I did the bullying." "You're only saying it because I'm black" "You're only saying because I'm white. Now who's the racist?" "I pay your wages" "I pay your benefits" or "Excellent I'm on double time tonight, cheers for that." "I make twice your salary" "Can I have a pay rise then as I'm sure you'll be telling me next you pay my wages." "I'm not talking to you, I'm old enough to be your Dad" "It doesn't say much about you then that someone so young is telling you to grow up." "Wait until I see you off duty." "You'd have to look hard, I wouldn't be seen dead round here." Keep it civil, keep it to the point, and if all else fails remember you ask them, then you tell them, then you make them. You can't say you didn't give 'em enough warning to adjust their behaviour! From your post you sound pretty switched on though, you'll become more adept at such inane conversation soon enough. You could alternatively just ignore them, but depending on the audience there's no harm in responding in kind in my opinion, providing its polite. Most replies will confuse them so much either their head will explode or they'll walk off home to try and figure out what you meant.
    33 points
  17. Despite shows like Prime Suspect and The Bill glamorising the job, there is a shortage of detectives in this country. What is putting police officers off?Despite shows like Prime Suspect and The Bill glamorising the job, there is a shortage of detectives in this country. What is putting police officers off? Share 17 Helen Mirren in Prime Suspect. Photograph: ITV Ever since the plain clothes Criminal Investigation Department (CID) came into existence in the 19th century, detective work has been the most glamorous side of policing – to the outside world, anyway. High-profile detectives wrote their memoirs and were mythologised in the press. There was Fabian of the Yard and the Old Grey Fox, Slipper and Nipper and Cherrill and Leach. In front of me as I write is Detective Days, published in 1931 (and stolen, by the look of things, from Clacton-on-Sea library about half a century ago). It is the memoir of Frederick Wensley, former head of the CID at Scotland Yard. "Official hours meant nothing to me," Wensley writes of his work, recounting how he had pursued a suspect for "highway robbery". He also recalls the great day he made the transition from one side of the service to the other. "I was a detective at last. I doffed my uniform that night. The next time I wore one was 34 years later." Such accounts of detectives' derring-do were common back then, and a sign of a simpler time in policing life. Now detectives are under greater pressure than ever before, few are known to the public by name and fewer still write their memoirs. There is, according to the National Detectives Forum which advises the Police Federation on the issue, currently a shortage of around 5,000 detectives across England and Wales. The trend is worrying, says Dennis Weeks of the Met police, who runs the forum, and it is one that appears to be growing. To become a detective, you must have spent at least two years in uniform, and then pass the necessary exams. Further training and exams lead further up the ranks through detective sergeant, inspector, chief inspector, superintendent and so on. Whether it's Inspector Morse or DCIs Taggart, Tennison or Barnaby, the television detective is never short of a gripping crime to solve or a grubby collar to feel. So why is there such a shortage of real-life detectives in the police; why are some leaving never to return, and others not being replaced by their uniformed brothers and sisters? When the subject was discussed at the Police Federation conference earlier this year, a variety of explanations were offered. Detective sergeant Alicia Moore of Hertfordshire constabulary suggested that lots of paperwork, a lack of teamwork and no clothing allowance were three key reasons for the shortage. "Throughout the country," she told the conference, "detectives are starting to retire, cuts are being made and policing pledges [to the public] are flavour of the month." Other detectives have noted that their chief constables are responding to political and media pressure to have lots of "bobbies on the beat", which means that there is less incentive at the top of the service to encourage officers into detective work. "There'll always be some villains getting away with it, that's the nature of the beast," Weeks told the Today programme yesterday, "but to catch the optimum amount, there needs to be a good investment in detective officers, in police officers. The level of investigation, the degree of evidence that's required, the nuances of that evidence that need to be met, have all increased, and I don't think that police numbers have increased with that pace." "[Detective work] has never been more complex, never higher risk and never more subject to critique from lawyers, the criminal justice system, politicians and the media," says John Grieve, one of Britain's most respected detectives and a former director of counter-terrorism who retired from the police seven years ago. "The legislation is much more complex, too. I have great doubt whether I could hold down the job now. I have enormous admiration for the people who do and I think they do an incredible job. It's not like on TV. It's much more physically and emotionally draining than that, and it all takes much more time." The stress factor was noted last year by Dr Michael Chatterton, who conducted a survey for the Police Federation entitled Losing the Detectives. The report quoted one officer who said he had been ill for months but did not take time off because he did not want to let his team down: "Last November I was virtually at saturation point and I almost had a panic attack because on my desk I had a couple of murders, a couple of violent disorders, a paedophile job and I thought – where the hell do we go with all this? You work through it because you've got your team around you, but you are so close to breaking down . . . You don't think you're getting stressed because you're working to that stress level all the time." Another detective said they could point to a handful of people in their office who were "on the borderline of becoming ill due to workloads and stress". And others blamed the new police culture and its "rigid and bureaucratic approach to targets and performance management" and an oft-expressed frustration when cases were discontinued. In the past, of course, some officers had their own reasons for not wanting to become a detective. The former commissioner of the Metropolitan police, Paul Condon, has said that many officers in the 60s declined because, at that time, the CID at Scotland Yard was so riddled with corruption that it was hard as a young officer to avoid being tainted. Life on Mars wasn't the half of it. Those days have largely gone, but while police in uniform have their own pressures to deal with, their hours and shifts are more clearly defined and the high-tension, stressful events usually balanced by the mundane and routine. Overtime is also more available than to detectives, who are encouraged to take time off in lieu instead. (A detective's hours may be dictated by the nature of a crime – they can hardly clock off in the midst of a murder investigation.) Some officers also say they prefer the camaraderie and teamwork of uniformed life. And yet, many young officers still very much fancy their chances at being a detective. Even if the jobs cannot be solved quite as swiftly as Morse, Taggart and Barnaby (three murders an episode and home for tea and scones with the wife) somehow manage, it can still be, as one detective I spoke to described it, "the best job in the world". 'The job can be very disheartening' A detective speaks Morale is quite low at the moment and there can be a lot of frustrations. If you have an emotional investment in the job, and you know that the public see you as the frontline of the judicial system, it can be very disheartening when cases you have been working on don't end up in court. I could tell plenty of horror stories about cases that should result in charges but don't. One of the problems with the Crown Prosecution Service (CPS) is that their performance indicators – what they are judged on – are how many of their cases result in a conviction. This means that a lot of the cases that should go in front of a jury and have a fair crack of the whip in court are dropped because there is that possibility of failure. That can be very demoralising. There is also a general feeling that if you want to advance your career, you are more likely to do that in uniform. In the past, you could move faster up the ranks that way. You could be seven or eight years becoming a detective constable but you could be a sergeant in uniform much quicker than that. Also, if you are in uniform, you can have 12-hour shifts and four days on, four days off, whereas detectives work eight-hour days. I don't think that the way detectives are portrayed on television has much to do with it one way or the other. The last time I saw The Bill, I thought, "Bloody hell!" It was laughable. There are a lot of very bright people doing the job but it is hard work. You'll never get rich but there are so many different sides to the work. I would 1,000% rather be a detective than in uniform. The detective requested to remain anonymous. Interesting article. Click here to view the article
    32 points
  18. My fellow officers noticed my fly was broken on the uniform trousers during a briefing. There was no extension at this point, thankfully (most of the blood was rushing to my cheeks). It was an emotional day.
    32 points
  19. Sounds like your "friend" is actually a massive bellend.
    32 points
  20. I wanted to share some good news with everyone on the forum have had two cycles of ABVD chemotherapy - 4 treatments and at an appointment with the cancer doctor today was told that the cancer has completely gone, and I am classed as being in metabolic remission, basically have another 4 months of chemotherapy and then it's done. To say I'm relieved would be a massive understatement
    28 points
  21. A memorable one: I was going for a smoke at a North West London Rail Station with a member of rail staff I got on very well with. This member of staff is around 6ft six and 18 stone. Anyway we are laughing and joking as we stroll from the station to the staff only area at the back so I can have my smoke break. Anyway, no sooner have I lit up than an urgent message comes out that an officer requires urgent assistance at my location. Cigarette chucked and I race back to the station. As I am running into the station half of Brent borough seem to be turning up on the blue. A Met skipper runs up and asks whats going on and mentions 'Its one of yours'. We conduct a station sweep and can find noone requiring assistance which is quite worrying and so we ask for train drivers to be made aware incase it occurred on a train. Along comes a Met PCSO. He looks at me concerned and say 'Are you okay mate?'. I say, 'yea fine' wondering what he's on about. To cut a long story short - the Met PCSO was on a bus passing the station when the member of railstaff and I walked out. Misinterpreting our jovial body language and backslapping as a violent fight he had put up urgent assistance on my behalf. So I think I am one of the only people who can say they have backed up to their own urgent assistance shout!
    28 points
  22. New York Good Cop's Boots Gift Is Web HitThe moment a police officer buys a barefooted homeless man a pair of boots is captured on camera and becomes an internet hit. 2:14pm UK, Thursday 29 November 2012 <p> The image was posted on the NYPD's Facebook page Email On a cold night in early November a New York policeman came across a homeless man with nothing on his feet - and bought him a pair of boots. The moment of kindness would have gone quietly unnoticed had it not been snapped by a passing tourist who then posted the photograph to the NYPD's Facebook page. It has since been viewed almost two million times and attracted more than 20,000 comments. The hero officer was later named as Lawrence DePrimo, who told the New York Times: "It was freezing out and you could see the blisters on the man's feet. I had two pairs of socks and I was still cold." He found out the unidentified man's shoe size, went into a nearby store and emerged moments later with a pair of all-weather boots worth $100 (£62). The store gave him a discount of $25 (£15). The officer helped the man put the boots on and watched him go on his way. Mr DePrimo has kept the receipt in his jacket since then "to remind me that sometimes people have it worse". The photograph was taken by Jennifer Foster, who works in an Arizona sheriff's office. "I have been in law enforcement for 17 years. I was never so impressed in my life," she wrote on the social networking page. "It is important, I think, for all of us to remember the real reason we are in this line of work." Great Officer out there, highly impressive. BTW I need new TV :) Click here to view the article
    28 points
  23. 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
    28 points
  24. Utter rubbish. I'll be doing two solid weeks. But if it were a matter of family, job, specials look what's on the last point on the list. I can give the time but those that can't, can't. Specialling doesn't pay the bills, doesn't feed my son, doesn't tidy up the house. With regards to hour of need, this event has been in the offing for literally years. The MPS have ramped up specials on the basis that people will want to help. If people can't help, they can't. Would you really kick people out with say 10 years service who might work in their day jobs doing something directly related to the Olympics just because they didn't do 4 shifts? Seriously I'm glad you're not in charge of recruitment and retention.
    27 points
  25. 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
    27 points
  26. I bet some of you died a little inside when you saw the topic title :D I have noticed that PS.COM has a rather large proportion of "Should I get involved off duty" topics that pop up weekly. These can range from what to do about someone driving along next to you on their phone (See Here) to 10 year olds walking the street with guns (See Here). I thought perhaps it might be a good idea to have one topic to rule them all. Below I have posted some Do's and Don'ts of when to get involved and more importantly, when not to get involved! When to get involved off duty: - If you come accross an RTC and there are injuries and no other emergency services present. If it is safe, help and call it in so as control know exactly what they are going to. - If you come accross any kind of injured person that needs help - you don't have to wave a badge around to do this, but some people don't get involved unless they can. A minority I hope. - If you really feel its necessary to get involved in any situation, call the control first, tell them exactly whats going on, who's doing it, who you are and what you are going to do. That way, when the poo hits the fan, they know your out there! - If you see an officer on their own struggling with someone, and you can help! When to phone it in off duty and observe as a witness: - When you see a large fight. - Anything that involves any kind of weapon (unless life and death and you really feel you need to - Risk assess). - When you witness a robbery and intervening would involve you getting a pasting from the four robbers and really not helping anyone. - When you witness a theft - Phone in, Follow, Describe, Wait. - At a minor RTC where it looks like everyone is ok. Phone it in, and keep going, don't stop and put yourself in unnecessary danger off duty. - If you are a special, don't get involved in anything whilst at your other job. The employers really don't like it. When to look the other way, off duty, and continue on with your life as normal: - When someone drives alongside you on the phone. - When someone drives past you with no seatbelt on. - When you are walking down the road and spot a car with an out of date tax disc - When someone infront of you drops litter. - When you are on a night out and you see a non serious scuffle. - When other officers have the situation under control and you really have no business to interfere just because your walking past. You may notice there are far fewer occasions where I would get involved than not. That is because I can't think of many where I would get involved unless it was life or death. If anyone thinks of any, then I will of course update. Perhaps you could share your horror stories below of times when you have got involved and wished you hadn't, or times you didn't but wish you had. Maybe this could be pinned in scenario city if its successful. Perhaps it might prevent a few un-necessary topics! Let the battle commence (sensible discussion only now please, no fighting!).
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  27. Right. I have never before supported the view of morale being at rock bottom. It's been rolled out 3 or 4 times since I first joined the 'police family' in 2008 and usually it's led to derisory comments from all corners of society. I'm known as someone who is 'job pi**ed' and I am annoyingly chipper whether it be a dead early 5am start for a door knock or a 12 hour night shift enforced due to a recent outbreak of violence. Morale is inevitably low at the minute but I didn't realise quite how bad until this week. I was scrolling through Force Orders the other day whilst sat on my lunch break of a training course. I had to double take when I read one of the names listed as a resignation - it was a PC who i used to work with often as a special aligned to his response team. Rarely does reading something ever affect me physically but my stomach dropped. I initially thought either he must be ill or some kind of disciplinary. He is one of the most proactive and resilient cops I have worked with and with that comes complaints so I saw that as a distinct possibility. I dug out his number and gave him a text to offer my support with whatever trouble he'd got himself into or support he'd needed.His reply blindsided me. He is of good physiological health and he is not in any trouble; he is leaving with less than 10 years service because he has had enough. This is a copper who used to come into work and go out of his way to look on the briefing system to keep abreast of current events and to seek out those wanted offenders who fell into the 'too much effort' category for most response cops. I didn't pry any further. I didn't need to. In that moment I knew what he was talking about without asking. And that's when I realised that I too am fed up. I've been 'Ostriching'. Every time things are just about to get on top I get a small course to distract me and I take a few days leave and take a trip down south to see friends and family. But somewhere in the past 6-10 months the tone of response policing changed for me. I no longer go to work feeling like I help people. Do I serve justice, or help to serve justice? Rarely. In the main I am used as a tool by one party to get one over on their partner/ex best mate/neighbour/brother/parent/son/business partner. I make an arrest. I seize various CCTV, view it and document it before sending it for processing. I take various statements and I exhibit Body Worn Video footage which I am ordered to use even though it hinders interaction with victims and the courts have no interest in when it shows a suspect threatening to rape my [non-existent] wife and find me when I am off duty and bite my face off (though if I tell the suspect who has just broken his wife's cheekbone to shutup and stop being a knob then suddenly the footage becomes the centre of controversy). Then, predictably, a week later a victim demands a retraction statement be taken from them. No Further Action follows and everybody laughs at the police - even the victim who so 'desperately' needed us just a week before. Occasionally though I come across a member of the public who really needs and wants our help. Just recently this happened. They work long hours. Their address isn't known to us except for a burglary they were a victim of 5 years ago - which we didn't solve. They apologise for calling us out and are sure we have more important things to do. I assure them, with a dead pan face, that there is nothing more important for me to do. What has happened with this member of the public? He has returned from a night shift and as he has got out of the taxi his next door neighbour, of an ASBO/Criminal household well known to us, has proceeded to march out of the house and punch him to the ground multiple times before the victim manages to drag himself across the floor to his front door where his young daughter lets him in having heard the commotion whilst she was getting ready for school. Little does the victim know it but the offenders wife has argued with the victims wife the evening before. The offender has in all likelihood waited in his porch looking out for the victim's return from work. The victim has severe facial injuries. We can't take a statement as the ambulance are concerned that there may be a fractured cheekbone and eyesocket. I duly go next door and arrest the smug offender on suspicion on GBH. He asks to get changed and tries to pass his clothes to his wife. My colleague intercepts and seizes the clothes. The offender has no injuries on him but tries to allude to him being attacked. The offender believes I am being over the top for handcuffing him front stack...Ive seen what he can do I am not sitting in the back of a car with him uncuffed. I explain that I am not willing to discuss any of this with him whatsoever and we sit in silence on the way to the police station. The offender is booked in and immediately sees the custody nurse for some dubious reason - I don't care enough to enquire what for. My colleague attends the hospital where the victim is in the public waiting room on a metal bench (unlike the offender who has already seen a nurse, been made a coffee and given a hot meal to eat whilst lying down on a mattress). He gives a statement where he discloses a long catalogue of petty intimidation and ASB from the offenders family. This had never been reported until the day before. Door to door proved unfruitful for me and there was no CCTV. The victim in the meantime had been xrayed and there were no broken bones. Accordingly I crimed it as an ABH. He still had severe swelling all over his face and the back of his head. He had 2 black eyes and a 2-3 inch long split eyebrow. I complete a weighty handover file and ring the victim to keep him updated that I am going off duty but will be handing over the case for the offender to be interviewed. I readied him for the fact that the charge would likely be lessened to common assault because of CPS Charging Standards. The next morning I came in. Had the case been dropped to a common assault? No. Not at all. The offender had admitted hitting the victim. He claimed the victim in fact started the fight. The fact that the offender has no injuries was not addressed. The offender's reason for being in the street at the time was also unaddressed. The offender said he was sorry for the injuries that had occurred. The charging decision: NFA - no independent witnesses. It shouldn't surprise me after 7 years in the police. But these decisions still do. Everything from the perverse charging standards to the way the offender is treated better than the victim - it deeply bothers me. I am currently off of the cigarettes but that evening I bought ten and smoked them sat in my car. Pondering. Where is policing going? Do I want to be a part of the future? We have had our terms and conditions steadily eroded since the late 80s. We have had our credibility eroded to the point that without video proving what we said we are disbelieved. We are guilty until proven innocent of any complaints made against us. We receive no support from the senior ranks, there is a new 'corporate image' to be protected, regardless of the effect on morale. The media attacks us singing the same tune that the government does. Generally Joe Public can be put into two categories: those who believe the anti-police propoganda and think we are useless OR those who find us a neutered, diluted, ineffective, uber liberal shadow of the great British Police Force. I make the same money as my friend who does unskilled labouring for 7 jours a day Monday to Friday. I can no longer tell people what I do with pride and I am meant to hide who I am in case a crazed militant decides to murder me. This is not rock bottom. However for the first time I have woken up and realised we are on a steep slope down. I'm not yet going to tackle the issues of spurious complaints, targets, overbearing supervision, officer safety, stress, fatigue, resourcing, assaults, lack of respect, budgets, vehicles, ineffective policing policy or any other of the number of individual themes which are slowly grinding down the police force.
    25 points
  28. When you're in the car with your spouse/partner/boyfriend/girlfriend and feel the need to point out every moving traffic offence that you notice.
    25 points
  29. 11. You spend too much time on duty as a Special Constable.
    25 points
  30. Because we have a very low rate of gun crime, compared to other countries that have firearms as the norm. If we arm up, then the criminals will arm up. Then it will be a arms race for who has the best guns. (why would we have such weapons that would not be as useful against another). Simply put, we have one of the best police services in the world and this is one of the reasons why.
    25 points
  31. The Commissioner would have a fit if he saw so many officers in one place without their hats on.
    25 points
  32. 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...
    25 points
  33. 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.
    25 points
  34. 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!
    25 points
  35. Police Scotland was established on April 1. It is neither a force nor a business – but a service rooted in our communities. I know it’s been a challenging time – but your dedication and professionalism has delivered the most significant police and, indeed, public sector reform in generations. Scotland will be a better place for it, and the Scottish Government and the communities we serve are truly grateful for all your efforts. We’ve got a 37 year low in recorded crime. A reduction in violent crime. Detection rates better than ever. And faith in the police high and rising. Policing in Scotland is going from strength to strength, but it seems there are some people who are still begrudging of the great job you do. Police have been getting some criticism recently, whether it’s the Miners’ Strike or football. Many police officers were brother or sisters of miners or are the sons and daughters of miners. Equally, many police officers are football fans. Indeed, the Chairman’s a former professional player and the General Secretary is an armchair radio pundit. I rest my case, M’Lord. Reform has happened, and I am truly grateful for your efforts. It was an incredibly smooth transition, and I suspect most people in Scotland don’t notice any difference. We all knew there wouldn’t be a Millennium Moment at midnight on April the 1st. Local policing will remain fundamental to the new service, shaped and delivered in communities – as we always said. But already we are seeing the benefits of a single service, with specialist expertise and equipment deployed whenever and wherever it is needed, including a national Trunk Roads Patrol Unit; the Specialist Crime Division; improved firearms cover; a national initiative to improve rape investigation and a new single non-emergency number. Many might legitimately question why we didn’t have them before: because we didn’t have a single service and we couldn’t reach agreement. We’re reforming from strong foundations. The reputation of our police service is excellent – world-renowned, and deservedly so. That’s how we intend to remain. It is, as you say, a job like no other. You face stresses and strains like no other occupation. You’re constrained and restricted in many ways like no other. And you’re responsible on or off duty like few others. But still you serve, and I thank you once again. The excellent performance of policing is supported by the 1000 extra officers this Government has delivered since 2007. We’ll maintain that strong police presence in communities – there is no doubt a visible police presence reassures good citizens and deter those who would do ill. When I addressed this conference last year, I agreed wholeheartedly with your Chairman that the number of assaults on officers is a disgrace. That is why I introduced the Victims and Witnesses Bill to Parliament in February. It contains proposals for a new financial penalty - the restitution order. This will allow the court to make those who assault police officers pay towards the specialist non-NHS services required, such as the excellent work carried out by victim treatment centres at Castlebrae, or the Police Benevolent Fund. I’m sorry your pay packets are lighter this month because of the UK Government pension grab. The problem wasn’t caused by you. Police pensions are fully funded – paid for from your pocket and those of your predecessors. And yet you and your families have to pay bills when the cost of living is rising and fuel bills are increasing. I don’t think that’s right or fair. But I’m constrained in what I can do about it until myself and my Cabinet colleagues are in charge of all the appropriate economic levers. This Government has protected Scottish officers from the ravages of the Winsor cuts imposed by Westminster – this means we will contribute at least £50,000 more to your career pension than your peers down South. But I appreciate the significant financial issues your members still face. I’m happy to enter into negotiations with your representatives on how we mitigate the harm. I can’t increase the budget I have. But we’ll work with the Federation, within the current budget constraints, to minimise disadvantage and maximise benefit. I recognise the importance of police officers being able to retire early without severe penalties for their pension. As I’ve said before – and I’ve said to fire fighters and prison officers – there are some jobs that are age restricted. Those who need to retire early should not be prejudiced by their age. That is what I can do at the moment. I am limited because of a budget set in London, and that is being cut year on year. If we were in control of the financial levers, it would not be without its challenges, but we know what needs to be done and who need to be protected. I said we would not implement Winsor. And we will not implement Winsor. This Scottish Government will not now – or ever – implement Winsor. We only need to look South of the Border to see why. Police Commissioners imposed. Police pay cut. Fast track promotion, but police numbers plummeting. A banker or a supermarket manager rather than an experienced officer to do the boss work, and fewer experienced officers to do the hard work. Winsor was wrong. Winsor was insulting. Winsor won’t happen here under my tenure or this Government’s. And we won’t cut starting salaries, which means a police officer here in Scotland will now earn more than £250,000 more over the course of their career than a colleague in England or Wales. Last week, the PNB agreed a pay rise for officers of one per cent. Police officers are not paid a King’s ransom and I’m grateful for your forbearance in recent years. It’s not been easy in these difficult financial times. Our room for manoeuvre is limited because we’re not in charge of our own budget. Indeed, the budget we have is being slashed. But, police officers need a pay rise. We set up the PNB Scotland Standing Committee to ensure important decisions for officers in Scotland could be discussed within Scotland and this is the right place for these decisions to be agreed. But the Scottish Government’s Public Sector Pay Policy permits a basic pay rise of up to one per cent and I can’t see why the Scottish Standing Committee would not see this just as necessary but as appropriate. It will be on the agenda for formal agreement at next month’s Scotland Standing Committee meeting and I’ll be happy to sign it off. South of the Border, Teresa May is replacing the Police Negotiating Board with a Pay Review Body, removing collective pay bargaining for police in England and Wales. We will not do that in Scotland. I will bring forward proposals to establish a Police Negotiating Board for Scotland to maintain collective bargaining. I will consult fully with all interested parties – including the Federation and its members, of course – on the details and bring forward legislation as soon as possible. This isn’t about copying the UK PNB. I want to improve on it, and I genuinely believe we can create a PNB for Scotland where agreement and consensus are the norm. As I said earlier, there is good reason why we say this is a job like no other. You cannot withdraw your labour or take industrial action. I believe that is quite right. But there has to be some give to compensate those rights not being there. Where you do not have the right to strike, there has to be some mechanism available where consensus cannot be reached. We cannot allow a re-run of what played out South of the Border in 2007, when the PNB made a recommendation on pay and then Home Secretary Jacqui Smith refused to implement it for England and Wales. I said at the time that was morally wrong – and it remains my view. However, it should be more than a moral wrong – it should be legally wrong. That is why when we establish the Scottish PNB, it is my intention to make arbitration on pay legally binding on the Government I serve and any future administrations. We will work with your office bearers to devise this legislation. Arbitration should be used sparingly, preferably restricted to pay, and only used when all other options are exhausted . But we can work the details out together. There will be no poisoning of the well as there was down South under the old regime – the arbitration decided will be legally binding. I’ve highlighted the excellent performance of Scottish policing. From strong foundations – and thanks to the hard work of officers and staff – we have delivered a single police service. As well as sustaining local policing, it will deliver all the benefits of a single service. And it will also cut duplication to safeguard the service from Westminster cuts. We’ve demonstrated we can deliver with the powers we have. As you will be aware, we are working towards winning a referendum on independence next year. I can assure you an independent Scotland would continue the close cooperation between our police services, including mutual aid, we enjoy now. An independent Scotland will continue to co-operate across the border in tackling crime wherever it may be. Mutual aid will continue to be given by Scottish police as with supporting the Olympic Games or tackling rioting in English cities. Mutual aid will continue to be offered here by English and Welsh officers, including for the Commonwealth Games in 2014. In an independent Scotland, we will move away from the outdated and profoundly undemocratic Westminster system, which in addition regularly delivers governments with no popular mandate in Scotland. In doing so, we will make Scotland’s constitution an early signal of how the people of Scotland will use the powers of independence – to take our place as a good global citizen, to protect and affirm the values we hold dear, and to create a fairer and more prosperous nation. Thank you again to all of you for your dedication and professionalism, day in day out. Thank you for giving us a police service to be proud of – I value enormously the enormous contribution you may. Scottish policing is already world-class and cherished by communities – and I have no doubt you will ensure that continues in the future. Kenny MacAskill, Justice Secretary http://www.scotland.gov.uk/News/Speeches/Police-Scotland
    24 points
  36. I'll post one up from a few months ago which contained a quite interesting incident. I don't have the exact times in my head.This will be a long one I'm afraid. Rank: SC Length of Service: 2 years Force: Metropolitan Tour of duty: 1800 - 0400 Night time economy public order Absolute bread and butter shift alongside 3 regulars and 4 MSC, 3 of whom are IPS and one who was brand new. The SCs on the team were all selected by the regulars to join and are therefore afforded a great deal of respect and independance.. our side of the deal is that we turn up often and conduct the 1800 - 0000 patrols to allow the regulars to finish paper work/play pool and eat biscuits before the big 0100 - 0400 push which is when the clubs kick out. The new SC is arriving later on so the three of us 'young sweats' (Myself, SC K and SC B) leave the station at about 19:00 to do our usual evening walkabouts and gauge the feeling on the high street and show a prescene not only to the venues but also to the estate areas. Truth be told we absolutely love to do this as usually we'll find someone wanted or carrying drugs on these patrols which while sad for the local area is a great thing for us and our reputations! We sneak up on the estate that is our faveourite and spot a group of 16 - 19 year olds who are mostly well known to us and PNC standing outside a stairwell above us, they all seem to be crowding around a white and blue pushbike which was clearly visible. Bingo we think - So we enter the stairwell below them and make our way out onto the concourse where they were standing and lo and behold half the group and the bike have vanished and arn't immediately visible. "Where's the bike then?" I ask to which the inevitable reply is "What bike?" With the bike lost and the ones who were wanted gone we chat with the remaining members of the group who are fairly friendly these days. Most of them got arrested and convicted during the riots and the fact that when we first started they were getting caught by us on a regualr basis means they have given up with the anti-police default setting and have at least started to hide their crimes a little better. After cramping their style for about 20 minutes and hopefully disrupting them all of us headed off the estate to check out the backroads.. its about 19:45 at this point when down a side road we see one hooded lad who we know very well for TFMV leaning down by a car and on the other side another lad sat on the blue bike that did and then didn't exist. Me and SC B and K start the long walk towards the duo - The lad we know stands up and just waits for us while Chris Hoy once again makes off.. SC K knows the area and there is a cut through alleyway that leads behind us and back to the estate.. So he heads back around the corner to cut off the cyclist while me and SC B searchTFMV lad. About two minutes later and to my great surprise SC K comes over the radio asking for a hand as he's managed to catch the lad on the bike and has him pinned against a wall - I run around to assist and when I arrive the lad is so stoned it was unbelievable. "Are you stoned?" I say "Yep" He says back. Thats the search grounds sorted out. He has a cannabis grinder but no actual cannabis - I'm more interested in the bike anyway. I ask him a few questions about the ownership of the bike and lo and behold no he doesn't own it.. it belongs to the little brother of the lad we caught stood by the car. I ring up SC B and ask him to verify the story (Without prompting the guy) and unbelievably he comes out with the same story. I'm annoyed now so I ring up Sergeant to see what actions we can take IE seizing the bike and checking CRIS etc.. while I'm speaking to him I hear SC K singing the magic words to our cyclist and cuffing him up.. I tell Sergeant not to worry as clearly SC K has detected an offence! While this has happened word has gotten around to the local kids and TFMV boy has come over to collect his little brothers bike. The guy we've arrested doesn't live on the estate and had only been passing there today - The first order of business was all of the kids laughing and taking the p*** out of him for being caught by foot officers whilst on a bike. This upset the guy and he started ranting a bit towards police and claimed, "You can't make me do anything I don't want too!" To which I proffesionally reply "Is that why you're stood here in handcuffs? Because you want too?'' which got a large round of laughter and applause from our audience and shut up our cyclist. SC K tells me he's been arrested for criminal damage, and breach of bail and he's also wanted for another criminal damage by our own regulars. He's meant to be on tag - which he had cut off and admitted, and earlier in the week had climbed out of a window to escape arrest from our regulars. Getting cocky again he starts shouting about "NFA lads, I don't care. I'll be out in an hour" Sadly for him the crowd has decieded they prefer us and TFMV lad helpfully points out ''You've comitted a blatant bail breach and its Saturday night - You're remanded till Monday.'' which while amusing that sort of knowledge from a 17 year old is probably also a bit worrying. We all go back to custody being cheered off by the estate kids and in a manner that wasn't even that sarcastic! Once Midnight comes we divy up into pairs. SC B who I work with 99% of the time is paired with the new guy and I team up with SC K who I work with often but not usually as an independant pair. The nights been busy but at about 00:20 me and SC K decide to do a second hit on the same estate to see if we can catch them out again. As we walk down the alley we hear the unmistakable sound of a Police Officer shouting, ''Get back, get on the floor'' a fair distance away. We hadn't heard anything over the radio and we weren't aware of any nearby officers so we start sprinting toward the source of the sound - As we run control alerts that a traffic unit has pressed its emergencey button on our borough and suddenly it all makes sense. I alert the main channel that we could hear an officer in distress already and were running. We get there first on scene and the traffic officer has a big IC3 bloke up against a bus stop.. The traffic officer is highly amused to see two foot patrol MSC in our disco jackets arrive first on scene. The suspect was a disqualified driver who had decieded to try and take up jogging on being stopped. The entire shift turn up about 15 seconds later and everything is under control. Traffic were very impressed by the turn out to the activation. At about 01:00 clubs are starting to close and all our regulars have arrested for drugs already so its only MSC left for the 01:00 - 04:00 period. An incident begins to occur in a trouble venue and SC B and newbie (SC N) have arrested a man for affray and things are going a bit south. Me and SC K run the 15 yards from the nick to the venue and help SC B get the man under control and into the station. We didn't realise at the time but this was part of an ongoing incident that was still occuring inside the venue where only me and SC K were left standing. Before our eyes door staff started running out covered in blood and screaming that a bloke was going 'mental' on the dance floor and had attacked them with a mop handle. Obviously the blood on the doorstaff and the fact that they had been unable to control this male made me think this was going to be a properly serious incident way beyond your usual club rowdyness. I shouted up over the radio that I was going in and there were only two of us. Myself and SC K ran into the venue where we could hear the sounds of tables and glasses hitting the floor over the music and then shouting and screaming. The wall of people dancing suddenly split apart like the red sea and I saw the biggest bloke I have ever seen dragging three doormen and two other random blokes through the club as if they weighed nothing. These guys weren't dragging the bloke, bloke was dragging them. I dived into the melee and got one cuff onto the suspects left arm but due to the amount of people trying to control him I couldn't get the right arm close enough and even then the man was so broad I didn't feel one set of cuffs was going to even reach. I was hanging onto the cuff I did have as I was dragged along towards the door of the club. we reached the outside of the venue and all I could hear was people screaming and shouting, I was focused on trying to wrench the guys wrist to pain compliance him but it wasn't working when suddenly.. Everything goes dark and I get the incredibly strong smell of solvents and a wet feeling on my face, "F***, whats that?" I remember thinking as I began falling to the floor. I thought someone had sprayed superglue in my face and then I thought someone had used a spray paint on me and then I hear SC K shouting, "You've been sprayed with CS" to the suspect. I was still holding onto the cuff I did have on and as I was laying blind on the floor I could still feel I was getting dragged along. This guy still hadn't given up fighting. I remember thinking, "I've never pressed my emergencey button but now might be a good time" So I did. I didn't even bother to say anything as the amount of shouting going on was probably alarming enough. Very very very shortly about 30 cops were on scene and the rampage was finally over. Witnesses start being canvassed and we identify 6 assault victims and a GBH victim. Two glass bottles get seized - I ask why and I get told "Those are the ones he was swinging at you". I was quite surprised to find out I'd been attacked with a bottle as I had no idea it had happened. It further turned out that the two random blokes who helped try and restrain him were off duty officers from another borough. The CCTV is very good and captures everything, including the suspect hitting loads of people with a broom, punching the bar manager 7 or 8 times knocking out his teeth and then swatting at my head with a bottle while I'm trying ot cuff him. He got charged with about 8 assaults/GBH/ABH and possesion of an offensive weapon and was sent to crown court for setence. Defiantley the most scared I have ever been, and to be honest, for me personally made the August riots look like a picnic.
    24 points
  37. This is how it used to be for me:
    24 points
  38. For most I think its level 9... Police are finally arresting the chap, at which point he yells "I ant done nothink!!" and then begins leggin it as fast as his drunken stagger will allow. He then falls over infront of an aghast group of revellers proclaiming his innocence, they start complaining that "4 against 1 isnt a fair fight", "i'm a lawyer", "i pay your wages" and "my dads the chief of police". You manage to get him cuffed and in the back of the battle bus, all the way to the station he flings himself about and headbuts the perspex until blood streams out his mouth, he then goes on about how "ard" is his and how he's going to kill you all one by one. You get to custody and before you let him out the van he proceeds to urinate himself or vomit everywhere. Once in custody he then decides he's far too tired to kill you after all and gets his head down for a few zeds. Next day he goes home and his dad comes down to complain that the treatment was entirely disproportionate and his son was never given a fair chance to go home before being arrested... Sent from my U20i using Tapatalk
    24 points
  39. 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.
    24 points
  40. 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 points
  41. 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.
    24 points
  42. I have been a regular visitor to this site for about 5 years now and have been a serving officer for 2 years. I can not believe the attitude from some of the posters on here with regards to off duty involvement and the fact that they would walk away from incidents or drive past the public in distress. We all swore an oath to our Queen and part of that oath was that we would prevent all offences against people or property, now whether we are in uniform or not should not make any difference whatsoever. I would agree in some very dangerous situations you would phone control and inform them of the situation, but to drive past an incident with your blinkers on because you deem it insignificant is shocking. I have always been the one to step in and say something or react to something immediately, both off duty and before I joined up and that is one of the reasons why I did join the Police as I wanted to 'make a difference'. I have not once been reprimanded for 'stepping in' off duty and I have 'stepped in' many times in all sorts of scenarios, from people fighting, vandalism and ASB taking place to detaining drink drivers. I do not see myself as invincible and rarely 'flash the badge'. I feel I am making a difference to my community by reacting the way I do and will continue to do so on and off duty and I am sure the silent majority of people who read this forum will agree with what I am saying. So, to all you 'blinkered PPE only' brigade, give your head a shake and think about what your in the job for!
    24 points
  43. Nobody has picked up on the fact TheKnight gets 'stoned'?!?
    23 points
  44. Rank: Special Constable Length of Service: 1 Year Date: 08/08/2011 (The London Riots) Type of duty: Response team/dealing with riot stuff. Duty: 2000-0500 19:00 I'm in the nick. Talking to people and everyone is going mad. Mass disorder is expected tonight. There are members of CID and those who work in offices and never otherwise remove their metvests from their lockers dusting them off and looking quizzically at radios they vaguely remember completing some computer training package about. Everyone is on edge. The normal briefing procedure is out the window. I get changed. I go upstairs to the canteen and find my skipper shouting at the TV and trying to give a serial in Hackney orders apparently through telepathy. We have a chat and he says he isn't going to be released tonight by the sounds of it. 19:40 I'm ready to go, I think. I make myself known to the IBO where people are now getting duties given to them. Inspectors and chief inspectors are frantically trying to work the postings out. The TV is on and everyone seems to be paying much more attention than usual. The borough radio link is going mad and it isn't alone so are other links which I catch snippets of and the mainset (which covers the whole of south london is going bananas as well.) 20:00 I normally like to work with the same response team. Given the situation I have come in and am willing to be posted with whoever. I'm posted on the van, we're going out 3 up. Me, a regular driving and a brand new special. When I say brand new I mean its her first shift. Talk about a baptism of fire. I wonder who's more scared me or her? I am more confident in myself as you might expect but is the naivety about what we might be facing going to keep the nerves down a bit? The other special has been trying to learn to operate the vehicle, ie using the radio and MDT but I take over purely become I have a lot more experience. As I'm not a driver I use it nearly every shift and know it inside and out. I also have much better geographical knowledge of the area which I didn't have when I started but it is very handy to know the area tonight. 20:30 We're mostly just driving around from place to place keeping an eye on things. All the time we can see masked up youths, they have hoods on. Any small groups we are stopping and searching. Large groups we're calling in for the carriers to deal with, there simply aren't enough of us in our station van. They're all filming the van as it goes past. They're filming officers posted on foot patrol. The whole place is on a knife edge, a powder keg. Its just waiting to give way. Its like the cartoon of the man standing on the edge of the cliff, we all know whats going to happen, the rock is going to give way and he is going to plummet downward. That is what we're waiting for. 21:00 there are even bigger groups now, wearing hoodies and masks and bandannas over their faces. They're looking at us, those with their faces shown with venom in their eyes. They really want to hurt us, some more than ever and some for the first time ever. We've got to be very careful. Both the regular and I say to our new special when we deal with people now, handcuff them, if you're even the smallest amount unhappy with them, cuff them. Its better than having to fight them. 21:30 A small mob has had a go at a shopping centre. We turn up and they've attacked another police van but they have dispersed. At this point we get our riot shields in the front of the vehicle so they are in easy reach and can be used to plug up the windows if they get put through. 22:00 The Mob are back but this time much larger and level 2 serials are being sent in to contain them. The duty officer (inspector) asks us to go and block a road off. We have all the usual nonsense from people as they want to go through the block. The fact that we have seen (on CCTV) youths making petrol bombs and had to get the local petrol station to turn the taps off seems to mean nothing to people. They'd rather get torched than miss dancing on ice or whatever, I really do despair sometimes. 23:00 The mob have looted most of what they want and have been forced out by the level 2 officers. We drive into the shopping centre. I can see shoe boxes on the floor, smashed glass on the floor, damaged security shutters, broken things which had been looted abandoned. As much a mess as a disgrace. As we look around, shocked, we hear a store on another nearby shopping centre has been set on fire and they are trying to loot other stores. the LFB have been called and the Level 2 officer's are moving in over there. We have collapsed our road block. We transport one prisoner back to custody. On the way there we see another male with what can only be described as loot, his ill gotten gains, under his arm, he states he just found it. He is arrested for burglary by an officer in the same unit as the one who arrested our first prisoner to prevent the van from becoming tied up. I still have my riot shields close at hand and am hyper alert for any groups getting close to us. I am mindful of what I might have to do in that situation to get out safely. Prevention is a lot better than a cure this time. Rather than our usual tactic of leaving lots of lights on we are avoiding lights when we are static, using only normal vehicle lights to prevent drawing attention to ourselves. We head into custody. I stop for the first time in this shift. We head up the back roads and find a group trying to smash a car we chase them with our van, they disperse. There is no point even trying to chase them. 00:00 The mob are still having a go at the other shopping centre but the level 2s and dogs are winning. People are getting dog bites. That seems to calm them down. The dogs don't seem to care, they are fearsome. I wonder if they even know what it is to be afraid? LFB are able to put the fire out in relative safety. 01:00 It seems that most of the rioting has stopped here for now, the looting is on going people are out and about to see what booty they can get. We receive a call to an area with a lot of car dealerships and I'm worried that they may get cars and the keys and do some real damage but it seems that they've gone for curries instead. Plain clothes officers have managed to catch two of them. The ones who didn't run quite quick enough. I can see a TV which is about the only thing not taken in the looting that just took place here. Still I can see why. Its so battered it can be of no good to man nor beast nor indeed looter. We wait an hour for a cell space to become available. Many local custody suites have been shut down in a bid to save the 20% we now need to save. But now they're being opened again at emergency notice. Skippers are volunteering to staff it. A sgt and a PC are found to staff our local custody. We take these two prisoners there. In the mean time one of them has been stating that we were "violating [his] human rights by keeping [him] in the van for a long time blud" I replied "You just looted curries" He replied "You lot shouldn't go round shooting innocent people innit." I then asked him to name the man who had been shot, I was not surprised in the least to learn that he could not. 02:00 Our other special goes home, she has been on since before I started, I go and have a quick break, my radio battery is dying, but I can't find another charged one, I take a gamble by looking for the best one using the age of the thing and the rate of flashing on the charger. I also take one spare to keep between our now double crewed vehicle. I figure that if one or both of our batteries die we will just have to us the spare to limp back to the nick and stock up. I notice that in the front officer the shutter's are down. They're never down, we're open 24/7 even Christmas day. This is insane, how can this stop us from doing business as usual. 02:30 We get a call to a suspicious group in an affluent part of our borough. We head there but do not find them. They may have gone to ground. We advise a member of the public suitably about keeping safe. We tell him to phone in if he sees or hears from them again. 03:00 We do a bit more prisoner transport. I have a bit of a set to with a male who comes over. I end up palm heel striking him and he runs off. I decide not to chase him, he might lead me into a group of them. 03:30 We get a call, a central station intruder alarm has gone off at halfords. we turn up in our van. We see that two of them are making off. I can't really get a description and they are so far ahead it is impossible to chase. I give it a go anyway. But I don't even manage to determine IC codes from it. I walk back. Through the security shutter it is obvious what has happened they've forced their way in and stolen Sat navs. Just two of them. They couldn't have been that old because they weren't very tall and seemed to be somewhat physically fit too. We wait for the manager to turn up, we are some 30 minutes or so waiting for him, we had the dog do a sweep of the inside of the store for any more of them. None are found by the furry tomahawk missile. The dog looks a bit disappointed about it. None the less when the manager turns up he provides his details and tries to give a list of what is taken. The report is going to be a bit scratchy but there isn't much we can do about it. We hear of a nearby unit guarding a cash machine. A shop has been ram raided and they have been unable to get away with it. However because the thing must weigh at least 500kg or so we don't really know how to remove it, so it is guarded instead. 04:10 I get back into the police station. I enter the report as best I can. This takes much longer than usual because I am so tired. I'm trying to type but the words keep getting jumbled or the letters in the words aren't coming out right. Once the report is on I book off, get out of uniform 05:00 I leave. The next night I was on I went to see one of the shops that had been burnt out by the looters. The devastation was total. There wasn't a thing left untouched.
    23 points
  45. "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.
    23 points
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