Joe66
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Post by Joe66 on Jun 29, 2022 16:06:51 GMT
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Post by Sir Rowley Birkin on Jun 29, 2022 16:17:07 GMT
As a young policeman on Night Duty, one had to beware of any Police car that slid gently into the kerb alongside you... it invariably resulted in you getting a soaking from a water-filled Fairy liquid bottle!!
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Post by GB584 on Jun 29, 2022 19:10:22 GMT
As a young policeman on Night Duty, one had to beware of any Police car that slid gently into the kerb alongside you... it invariably resulted in you getting a soaking from a water-filled Fairy liquid bottle!! We would come on duty and some poor sod would find a piece of paper with a large black spot on it in their tray. It was only ever the probationers as they would be out on foot patrol. That spot marked you out as the evenings target and whenever you got a job the rest of the shift would homemon on you to give you a good soaking. It all sounds a bit childish but as a probationer you quickly learnt how to get from one end of your ground to the other using alleyways, footpaths and the railway embankment. These were the same routes used by our resident thieves and burglars and it was not unknown for officers in possession of the black spot to get the lives a good Nick and spend the rest of the shift on custody and dry.
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Post by GB584 on Jun 30, 2022 19:07:23 GMT
As a foot note I should mention a guy they called Joe after Joe 90. He really wasn’t cut out for street work in Lewisham. The lad was only 19 and as wet as a fortnight in Grimsby. He didn’t like the dark or loud noises and got car sick so he didn’t have a lot going for him. One night he was given the black spot and I, much to everyone amusement was posted to pair up with him for the night. At the eleventh hour I got a reprieve as the dog van was short of of a radio operator and had asked for me. During the night poor Joe had been randomly soaked as he blundered his way around his beat. One lad decided that it would be a laugh to fill up a couple of evidence/property bags with water and then lure him into the high street. You could get onto the roof of the shopping centre and look down onto the high street which made for the perfect ambush point. Joe wandered into the doorway of one of the shops that had an alleged insecure door (a ploy to ensure that he was in the right place at the right time). The plan sing that once he was inside the entrance lobby the giant water bombs would be released and he would get soaked in the splash. All went well and the two giant plastic bags of water were jettisoned over the wall. It was at this point that Joe suspected that he might have been set up and stepped out onto the pavement to see if any police vehicles were lurking. Tragically both bags hit him, the first on top of his helmet (the one on his head fortunately) and the second on his shoulder. The first rendering him unconscious and the second dislocating his shoulder. The whole incident somehow got covered up by the duty inspector, sergeants and the guy who launched the bombs. Poor Joe recovered and returned to work and was given a much easier ride as he had not reported the incident and had put it down to bad luck. He went on to become a shite policeman but at least he lasted longer than anyone would have bet on.
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