You know you are getting unPC when the police get smaller

Started by Borchester, October 15, 2019, 11:47:52 AM

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You know when you are getting rather ancient when the Old Bill look about 12 years of age and your clothes come back into fasion :cry:
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Quote from: Borchester post_id=706 time=1571136472 user_id=62
And you get fed up with everyone being sh!t scared of everything.



Driving along yesterday and the exhaust fell off. So I got under the motor and started sawing away at the rubber fastenings that still held bits of it in place. But it was hard going because the knife was blunt. So I got up and sharpened it on a nearby wall. A curtain twitched and I smiled at the twitcher carried on cutting away the exhaust.



About 10 minutes later Plod turns and asks if everything is alright. And I thought well, it would have been 50 years ago because the copper was a charming piece of Gujarati nonsense who brought a bit of welcome sunshine into the autumn of my life. But she was only about 4' tall, so what use she would be clearing out the Four Feather at closing time I do not know.



And the reason they (there was also a plastic copper who was half my age and with a worse weight problem than me) were there was because someone had reported a man with a knife.



So I was clearly fixing the car and I because only one of my legs work, I had crawled across the road a couple of times to reach a low wall because otherwise I could not stand up. Despite this, some ball less wonder had decided to be afraid and call the police.


I had a similar problem on the side of the M6 somewhere just getting into Birmingham. It was about 30 years ago and the tyre had self-destructed and I had a spare but no spanners. I spoke to the police at the time on their telephone thing, and told them what I was doing and said I needed to go and find spanners, so they said good luck. I climbed up the embankment over a 6 foot concrete wall and into a housing estate. I knocked on this door and this working class Brummy answered and I told him what had happened and he was like right, ill go and have a look. He came out with a super duper set of spanners, handed them to me and suggested what to do and I got the wheel off and returned his spanners and I've got to say he was one of the best geezers I've met. So thumbs up for Birmingham. It goes to show you that some people are not arseholes at all, but saints.
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Borchester

Quote from: "patman post" post_id=709 time=1571137631 user_id=70
Had the Police officer been Joshua Savage he may well have helped out with his own knife...

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5999087/Policeman-smashed-windscreen-CLEARED-assault-destroying-property.html">https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/articl ... perty.html">https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5999087/Policeman-smashed-windscreen-CLEARED-assault-destroying-property.html


That is terrible.



A police officer confronting a man he suspects of being armed. That is racist. PC Savage should be taken off the beat and reassigned to more important duties such as dancing with Extinction Rebels. And his knife should be handed over David Lammy's constituents so that they can find expression for their cultural identity by stabbing each other.
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patman post

Had the Police officer been Joshua Savage he may well have helped out with his own knife...

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5999087/Policeman-smashed-windscreen-CLEARED-assault-destroying-property.html">https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/articl ... perty.html">https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-5999087/Policeman-smashed-windscreen-CLEARED-assault-destroying-property.html
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Borchester

And you get fed up with everyone being sh!t scared of everything.



Driving along yesterday and the exhaust fell off. So I got under the motor and started sawing away at the rubber fastenings that still held bits of it in place. But it was hard going because the knife was blunt. So I got up and sharpened it on a nearby wall. A curtain twitched and I smiled at the twitcher carried on cutting away the exhaust.



About 10 minutes later Plod turns and asks if everything is alright. And I thought well, it would have been 50 years ago because the copper was a charming piece of Gujarati nonsense who brought a bit of welcome sunshine into the autumn of my life. But she was only about 4' tall, so what use she would be clearing out the Four Feather at closing time I do not know.



And the reason they (there was also a plastic copper who was half my age and with a worse weight problem than me) were there was because someone had reported a man with a knife.



So I was clearly fixing the car and I because only one of my legs work, I had crawled across the road a couple of times to reach a low wall because otherwise I could not stand up. Despite this, some ball less wonder had decided to be afraid and call the police.
Algerie Francais !