Originally posted by tim60 Today I rode 10 miles or a bit more to Witney to get a replacement watch battery fitted to my watch. When I got there a white van parked abruptly near the little caravan the man trades from. One of the men got out and punched a panel out of the door on the caravan. There was a lot of loud shouting that had something to do with allegations about a 12 or 14 year old boy with a torn tee shirt. There was quite a crowd around. Not sure how many participants and how many spectators drinking outside the nearby pubs. After a while a police car arrived with a small lady officer, small enough she could fit in a mini or other very small car in body armour and full police kit. I decided it would take a long time to sort so I left to come home. Next week I will need to try again. Six years ago this was the town that had a local member called Cameron, who had the top job that forced him to live in London in a private members club. The town was allowed to go to rack and ruin as evidenced by this afternoon’s incident.
Very wise of you to avoid the short WPC: it's common experience that the shorter the woman constable, the less likely it is you will come out of the business intact. But think how much more entertaining the incident could have been with assault rifles and pump-action shotguns involved!
This reminds me of a tale I heard many years ago: I may even have told it before. The Drugs Squad were planning a raid on a flat suspected to be used for dealing, somewhere in Glasgow. The armed response unit were parked several streets away just in case, the heavy mob were almost ready to go in and a plainclothes officer in scruffy clothes, sat in a crappy car near the flat, was keeping an eye on things when an unknown car pulled up next to him. The passenger window rolled down, a head popped out and enquired "
Hey pal, know where we can get some gear???" The officer, being a good public servant, directed the likely lads to the flat in question. "
Brilliant, pal!" was the reply and they had barely entered the building when the officer muttered "
Go..." into his wrist microphone.
Just another day in paradise.