I had a bad day on Friday. My friend's dad passed away last week and it was his funeral on Friday. She didn't have a good relationship with him, he'd been a drinker and a gambler and she didn't have many happy memories of her childhood - that said, he was still her dad and it was a sad occasion. A group of us from the office went to support her and of course as is normal in that kind of situation, you have time to reflect on the lives of people you have lost and I felt quite sad as I remember my relationship with my father which was truly wonderful and then I thought of my friend who passed away 2 years ago at just 30 and I felt quite sad and thoughtful.
I came home later that day to find a gang of bastard kids screaming and carrying on in the park. They're not just playing normally (keep in mind that the park I refer to is a little tot's park - baby stuff on it, little slide, swings, train engine etc - NOT for the teenagers that were actually on there creating holy hell) The noise was fucking awful. I've said previously that I have stopped calling the police now, I can't be fucking arsed, I turn the TV up loud and ignore. Therein lay the problem, the bloody TV volume wouldn't work! My pal's little lad had been around earlier in the day and buggered about with the remotes! I just couldn't get it to work. I'd had some decorating done and the house was covered in bloody dust so I was trying to clean it all up, amidst coughing my head off and wheezing, still feeling a sense of sadness but becoming more and more wound up as I listened to this fucking awful noise right outside my house.
This went on for a couple of hours and in between cleaning I tried desperately to sort the TV out. The time came for the security guys to come and lock up the park and of course the bastard kids then decided it would be a good idea to hang around right outside my house and carry on with their bastard noise making.
So, I called the police and simply said to the operator "I don't care if you act on this or not, but what I'm going to tell you will happen. If a car is not here in the next half an hour, I will go outside with a weapon, and I will deal with these kids how I think fit." Of course the inevitable questions came then "What are they doing?" "Do you know them?" (Oh aye love, I know them all by name and I socialise with their parents FFS) I answered her questions and just said "Look, just take the details - check the computer, there have been calls logged to this area and my address going back nearly 4 years - I don't want to have to go through the same thing time and time again - just send someone out"
Now, remembering what was said the night before by the young police officer - that there are only 2 of them covering a large area - I truly didn't expect them to get there - so I prepared my ambush. However, what did happen was that the security guards came back and shifted the kids on! I can't say for certain if the police contacted them and asked them to help them out, albeit it is strange for the security guys to come back once the park is locked up - but there we are. The kids were saved and so was I - because I know if I'd carried out what I'd intended, I'd have been locked up by now.
For anyone who is interested, the TV simply needed resetting by switching off the plugs!
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poor old you. i hope you feel better now, just think these kids will grow up. ( SHAME ). i am glad that you managed to get throiugh the night, y6ou had an angel sitting on your shoulder. keeping you calm.. best thing to do is move away, hard to do , but I had to., now I have a drunk leaving next door to me aged 43. after 3 days of moving in. I AM AGED 70. I TOOK my baseball bat, knocked on his door, and hit him with it within a week he had moved, i really hithard, when the poilce came i said i never went near him, I am a sweet liitle lady. but I GAVE HIM A REAL GOOD WACK. not having that any more. not saying you should get a basebvall bat, but it worked for me....keep safe . THE BATTERER
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ReplyDeleteSue and I nearly split our sides read the posts since Xmas - all empathy and shared frustration. GMP seem to attract morons. People like me transferred in from old county forces in 74 all hated 'Manchesterisation' - they were bent,money-grubbing and lacked a notion of service. I think it just got worse from there.
I had to disarm some stick wielding kid (about my size) on Sunday - this was about our 5th call about him. Some WC (honest, this once preceded their collar numbers) phoned to tell me Sue had said for her not to call to tell us what happened over a criminal damage - they tell outstandingly poor lies and expect you to believe them.
GMP response is dire - they can't get the right grip on anything. It may be there aren't enough of them, but I suspect IQ is the real problem, a form of arrogant stupidity.