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…
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 bars. It was the…
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 offices often became…
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 Cumberland…
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…