• What You Measure is What You Get.

    Einstein : Not everything that can be counted counts. And not everything that counts can be counted.
  • About me.

    I know enough to know that at 04.00am it gets dark out on the streets. It has done this for the last twenty odd years, to my knowledge and will probably continue for the forseeable future. At some stage in this ‘future’ I shall retire and probably won’t give a damn if it still gets dark at 04.00am. Until then I shall be out there, somewhere, lurking in the shadows because someone, somewhere will be doing stuff they shouldn’t and then, well then I will introduce myself. In the meanwhile I shall try to remain sane and remember why I joined in the first place and try to ignore all the people who piss me off by making the job more complicated than it should be.
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    Any opinions contained in posts are mine and mine alone. Many of them will not be those of any Police Force, Police Organisation or Police Service around this country. The opinions are based on many years of working within the field of practical operational Police work and reflect the desire to do things with the minimum of interference by way of duplication for the benefit of others who themselves do not do the same job. I recognise that we all perform a wide range of roles and this is essential to make the system work. If you don’t like what you see remember you are only one click on the mouse away from leaving. I accept no responsibility for the comments left by others.
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  • C.T.C. Constabulary.

    A Strategic Community Diversity Partnership. We are cutting bureaucracy and reducing the recording of target and monitoring related statistics. Our senior leaders will drive small, economical cars from our fleet surplus to save money to invest in better equipment for our frontline response officers. We are investing money to reinstate station canteens for the benefits of those 24/7 response officers. We have a pursuit policy. The message is that if you commit an offence and use a vehicle, we will follow you and stop you if necessary. It is your duty to stop when the lights and sirens are on. We take account of the findings of the Force questionnaire and are reducing the administration and management levels and returning these officers to frontline response duties. We insist on a work-life balance. We have no political masters. We are implimenting selection processes that take account of an individuals skills and proven abilities for the job. Our senior leaders will have one foot in reality and still possess the operational Policing skills they have long forgotton about and seldom used. All ranks are Police Officers first and specialists second. We will impliment career development and performance evaluation monitoring of our leaders by those officers who operate under that leadership. The most important role is that of Constable. All other roles are there to positively support the role and the responsibility of Constable and the duties performed.
  • Whichendbites

    “We trained very hard, but it seemed that every time we were beginning to form up into teams we would be reorganised. I was to learn later in life that we tend to meet any new situation by reorganising. It can be a wonderful method of creating the illusion of progress while creating confusion, inefficiency and demoralisation.”......Petronius
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    Taxation is just a sophisticated way of demanding money with menaces.
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    Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.
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    Don't confuse your idea of how important you are with the responsibility of your role.
  • Meetings.

    If you had to identify, in one word, why we will never achieve our full potential, Meetings would be that word.
  • There is always a bigger picture.

    When there is no answer to your problem, there is always deflection from the need to justify giving an answer.

Picture this 2.

The story continues……….

The old lady walked across the square carrying two bags of groceries towards the group of young people. As she neared they exchanged greetings. Whilst doing so the handles on one her bags broke and her groceries fell to the floor.

She probably cussed, I couldn’t hear and I was amazed to see several of the youths rush to her aid, ensuring she was steady on her feet and begin to pick her groceries up off the floor. One of the older of the group remonstrated with the younger ones about their cycles laying on the floor. These cycles were removed from their position on the ground. What amazed me even further was that four of the youths assisted  to carry the old lady’s shopping across the square and into a road that lead off the square, presumably to her home. They returned after several minutes. When they returned to the group they were not the subject of ridicule or open piss taking but they carried on as before as though none of this had happened.

I was very surprised but none the less pleased to see that respect of this nature was still in existence.

Now where do you think this took place ?

Becoming a Man – Two year degree course


A new two-year degree is being offered at the University that many of you should be
interested in: Becoming a Real Man.

That’s right, in just six mini-semesters, you, too, can be a
real man as well as earn an MA degree. (Male Arts)

Please take a moment to look over the program outline.


Autumn Schedule:

MEN 101: Combating Stupidity
MEN 102: You, Too, Can Do Housework
MEN 103: PMS-Learn To Keep Your Mouth Shut
MEN 104: We Do Not Want Sleazy Under Things for Christmas

Winter Schedule:

MEN 110: Wonderful Laundry Techniques
MEN 111: Understanding the Female Response to Getting in at 4am
MEN 112: Parenting: It Doesn’t End with Conception
EAT 100: Get a Life, Learn to Cook
EAT 101: Get a Life, Learn to Cook II
ECON 001A: What’s Hers is Hers

Spring Schedule:

MEN 120: How NOT to Act like an arse when you’re wrong
MEN 121: Understanding Your Incompetence
MEN 122: YOU, The Weaker Sex
MEN 123: Reasons to Give Flowers
ECON 001C: What Was Yours is Hers


Autumn Schedule:

SE#X 101: You CAN Fall Asleep without It
SE#X 102: Morning Dilemma: If It’s Awake, Take a Shower
SE#X 103: How to Stay Awake After Sex
MEN 201: How To Put the Toilet Seat Down
(Elective) (See Electives Below)

Winter Schedule:

MEN 210: The Remote Control: Overcoming Your Dependency
MEN 211: How to Not Act Younger than Your Children
MEN 212: You, Too, Can be a Designated Driver
MEN 213: Honest, You Don’t Look Like Brad Pitt
MEN 230A: Her Birthdays and Anniversaries are Important

Spring Schedule:

MEN 220: Omitting %&*!@ from Your Vocabulary (Pass/Fail Only)
MEN 221: Fluffing the Blanket after Farting Is NOT Necessary
MEN 222: Real Men Ask For Directions
MEN 223: Thirty Minutes of Begging is NOT Considered Foreplay
MEN 230B: Her Birthdays and Anniversaries are Important II

Course Electives:

EAT 102: Cooking with Tofu
EAT 103: Utilization of Eating Utensils
EAT 103: Burping and Belching Discreetly
MEN 231: Mothers-In-Law
MEN 232: Appear to Be Listening
MEN 233: Just Say “Yes, Dear”
ECON 001C: Cheaper to Keep Her

Honour the Covenant



5% = VFM

5% is value for money, apparently, but only for some. 

MPs totted up £87.6m in expenses in the last financial year – a “like for like” rise of about 5% on the previous year, according to House of Commons figures.

The figures average out at about £135,600 an MP, on top of their basic salary of £60,277 and pension.  Nice work if you can get it.

Labour minister Shahid Malik claimed the most at £185,421.

Tory MP Philip Hollobone claimed the least  £44,551.

Nick Harvey MP, who is on the members’ estimate committee, said taxpayers got “excellent value for money”.  Well done Nick.

The previous year’s total came to £86.8m, but was inflated by the general election as “winding up” payments were made to departing MPs. On a like-for-like basis, the increase amounts to about 5%.

The highest-spender, Mr Malik – who represents a constituency in West Yorkshire – spent more than £21,000 on postage alone. Exactly how many stamps is that ?

Fellow minister Liam Byrne was the next highest spender at £178,116

In February 2007 Liberal Democrat MP for Lewes, Norman Baker learned that more than £17,000 was spent trying to stop him finding out what other Members of Parliament claimed for travel expenses.

He had asked for the figure under the Freedom of Information Act (FOI). He discovered the money was spent on two appeals to try to prevent him from getting the information. The details of claims made by MPs were published in February 2007 after his two-year battle with Commons authorities.  £17,000 of tax payer’s money well spent there then.

You only have to go back to December 2006 to see that MPs had been criticised after reports some were calling for a 66% pay rise, this would take their salaries to £100,000 a year.

MPs were reported to have written to the Senior Salaries Review Board saying the rise is needed to bring them into line with senior civil servants and GPs.

Picture this.

You are walking across the market square of a small town. Itis a Saturday afternoon and weather is fine. In the centre of the square are a number of young people. There are 3 or 4, probably 18 or 19 years of age who are sat on their mopeds with their helmets sitting on the back of their heads, smoking cigarettes and talking loudly. A radio plays music on the ground nearby.

Close to these there are another group of maybe 8 to 10, a few years younger but they have pedal cycles because they are not old enough for mopeds. A couple of these are furtively smoking. Their cycles are laying around the ground. They are talking loudly and copying the behaviour of the older youths.

An old lady, I estimate to be in her 80’s is walking across the square carrying two bags of groceries.

As she approached the group of young people something happened.

What do you think it was ?

Swings and Roundabouts.

Here in the legal playground the most popular piece of apparatus seems to be, not the swings or slide, but the see-saw.  

A Hartlepool man is facing jail after he urinated on a  disabled woman who lay dying in the street.

The 27-year-old shouted “this is YouTube material” as he degraded Christine Lakinski, 50, who had fallen ill, magistrates heard. Miss Lakinski, who suffered a number of medical conditions, died from natural causes, an inquest found. Anthony Anderson, of Raby Road, who admitted outraging public decency, will be sentenced at Teesside Crown Court. Hartlepool magistrates heard how, on 27 July, Miss Lakinski was making her way home with a box of laminate flooring when she fell ill and stumbled into a doorway. Anderson had smoked a cannabis joint and been drinking when he and two friends spotted her.

He tried to rouse her by throwing a bucket of water over her, before urinating on her and covering her with shaving foam. The incident was filmed on a mobile phone. She was later declared dead at the scene, the cause of death being given as pancreatic failure.

JAMES Santrey is a violent thug who tried to butcher a terrified police officer.

The decision to let him walk free with a suspended sentence is another breathtaking affront to justice by one of the many liberal lunatics masquerading as judges.

Santrey tried to stab PC Dameon Shaw at least six times with a kitchen knife. It was a miracle he wasn’t wounded or worse.

But the judge, Charles George, said Santrey had a “good heart”, wished him luck and sent him on his way.

I have read about these two stories and am horrified at the total lack of respect shown and the appalling way that decisions are made. On the one hand there is a punishment that reflects behaviour that is both sickening and totally without respect whilst on the other hand there is a legal decision that seems to defy belief. I cannot understand the decision made in relation to SANTREY but it appears that doing a job as a Police Officer and having someone trying to to stab you is no longer sufficient for a period of incarceration. Lunatics and asylum spring to mind. Talk about swings and roundabouts.

Whizz bang

There was football today. Another excuse for the Country’s National Sport to become anything but. The alleged ‘fans’ who seem to spend their pre-match time getting some ale into their faces so they can jeer, tease and chant provocation at the opposing ‘fans’. The venom and hatred in their faces is clear, they wear it like a badge.

The competition is never restricted to the field of play. A shame there is not an enclosure somewhere for the combatants to go one-on-one to show exactly how brave they are. They seem to prefer odds of 4 or 5 to 1 or to hide behind the actions of the mob. What a sad place the world has become.

Also in amongst this are the families, fathers with children, groups of young kids and people who have a genuine passion for the game without all the intent for mayhem that others bring along for the occasion.

As the evening draws ever closer and darker the next wave of hooligans begin to have their fun. The rockets, the eggs, the flour, the bangers, the whizz bangers that bring terror to the elderly and to those who don’t ‘understand’ the crack.

The calls come in and there are simply not enough response to go around or fly the flag to try to reassure the world that this madness will go away. The fizz, whizz, crack and bangs only serve to wind up my four legged friend. These are not anti social louts out for a good time, these are potential targets. He does not understand their humour.

Mr. X from Letsby Avenue decides to have a word and ask for some peace. He has his young neice staying and she is unwell, she has a heavy cold. He explains nicely but is subjected to a torrent of abuse, to threats, to the fun and ridicule of the mob. Mr X has no sons or brothers close enough to make a difference so he relies on his mates called Bill. They are busy, they cannot come but will be there when they are free.

We haven’t yet reached the monster that is halloween. Can’t wait.