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Thirty Years on the Thin Blue Line
Tales of Justice, Streetlife, and the Heart of Bristol
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It was my first winter in uniform, and I was still getting used to the idea that people would call 999 and I’d be the one expected to sort it out. It was Tuesday, 3rd...
Tuesday, 31st January 1978 — A Day that began with courtroom jitters in spit-polished boots ended with adrenaline, a chase through Hartcliffe, and two burglars behind...
Back in the late 1970s, policing had a very different rhythm. We worked closely with other agencies, including the Department of Health and Social Security (DHSS). Their...
Monday 13th February 1978 It was the start of a long stretch of nights — seven straight shifts, 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. But in truth, the working day started before that. By...
Sunday 19th February 1978 The final night of a long, cold week of night shifts. Seven nights straight of plain clothes patrol, watching and waiting in the shadows. The...
Sunday 22nd January 1978 It was the final night shift of a long week, and I paraded for duty at Bishopsworth Police Station at 21:45, ready for the 10pm to 6am tour. A...