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32 minutes ago, scottsdad said:

Visiting my mum yesterday, and she had been going through all my dad's old things. She said to me she had found a folder at the bottom of his wardrobe and wanted me to destroy it. 

Uh oh, I thought. My old man had a "collection" and it was heading my way. But no, it wasn't that. 

It was typed up police files from his time on the force. Cases he was involved in, from 1971 to 1990. as it contains personal info about people mum thought I should burn it. 

I took it home and have been reading through them. Not exactly the script to Line of Duty. Many, many traffic cases such as folk driving without headlights, leaving the engine running whilst the car was unattended, drink driving and so on. The language is quite dated also. 

A few cases that were a bit funny. The schoolboys caught stealing a toy fish from Boots in Falkirk in 1977 (value, 37p), the students "urinating to the annoyance of police constables" and others. 

It has been a fascinating insight into part of his life he never really spoke about. All he ever said was that he never wanted his kids to join the police, and I can see why. Dealing with drunks, getting assaulted, and the endless list of boring traffic cases. 

I have no end of respect for the police. I couldn’t and wouldn’t do their job for 10 times their wage. Aye, there are bad apples, and they’re underfunded and woefully short staffed and (at least in my neck of the woods) disliked. 
But what they have to put up with on a shift is beyond what most people would be able to cope with.

  

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1 hour ago, Dan Steele said:

Blackbirds like bananas. Having read that blackbirds like soft fruit, Mrs S peeled and chopped a banana, put it on the grass and after a few minutes in flew a blackbird and wowfed the banana. Strange but true. 

Euph?

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1 hour ago, scottsdad said:

Visiting my mum yesterday, and she had been going through all my dad's old things. She said to me she had found a folder at the bottom of his wardrobe and wanted me to destroy it. 

Uh oh, I thought. My old man had a "collection" and it was heading my way. But no, it wasn't that. 

It was typed up police files from his time on the force. Cases he was involved in, from 1971 to 1990. as it contains personal info about people mum thought I should burn it. 

I took it home and have been reading through them. Not exactly the script to Line of Duty. Many, many traffic cases such as folk driving without headlights, leaving the engine running whilst the car was unattended, drink driving and so on. The language is quite dated also. 

A few cases that were a bit funny. The schoolboys caught stealing a toy fish from Boots in Falkirk in 1977 (value, 37p), the students "urinating to the annoyance of police constables" and others. 

It has been a fascinating insight into part of his life he never really spoke about. All he ever said was that he never wanted his kids to join the police, and I can see why. Dealing with drunks, getting assaulted, and the endless list of boring traffic cases. 

My uncle died last year and I had to clear out his house. He had a wardrobe that he'd clearly not opened in decades, stuffed full of old work documents from the Sixties and Seventies. I had to flick through and see if any of them were important, and it was interesting to read about his job and get a glimpse into the past (there were old leaflets and suchlike mixed in with it all).

My favourite was an annual review where my uncle's boss clearly hadn't had any valid complaints, so was clutching at straws to suggest petty improvements. In the section for him to sign and leave comments, my uncle left a terse message in the vein of "I've read this and will give it the attention it deserves"  :P

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2 hours ago, scottsdad said:

Visiting my mum yesterday, and she had been going through all my dad's old things. She said to me she had found a folder at the bottom of his wardrobe and wanted me to destroy it. 

Uh oh, I thought. My old man had a "collection" and it was heading my way. But no, it wasn't that. 

It was typed up police files from his time on the force. Cases he was involved in, from 1971 to 1990. as it contains personal info about people mum thought I should burn it. 

I took it home and have been reading through them. Not exactly the script to Line of Duty. Many, many traffic cases such as folk driving without headlights, leaving the engine running whilst the car was unattended, drink driving and so on. The language is quite dated also. 

A few cases that were a bit funny. The schoolboys caught stealing a toy fish from Boots in Falkirk in 1977 (value, 37p), the students "urinating to the annoyance of police constables" and others. 

It has been a fascinating insight into part of his life he never really spoke about. All he ever said was that he never wanted his kids to join the police, and I can see why. Dealing with drunks, getting assaulted, and the endless list of boring traffic cases. 

Get it scanned and put it on twitter anonymously.

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When we cleared out my late grandad's house a few years back, among the endless files & paperwork we found that he had kept seemingly every fuel receipt from every car he had back to a 1980 VW Passat. Not only that, but on the back of the receipts he wrote how many miles he drove and worked out the miles per gallon.

My wife would think I'd lost the plot if I sat about doing that.

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1 hour ago, Zetterlund said:

When we cleared out my late grandad's house a few years back, among the endless files & paperwork we found that he had kept seemingly every fuel receipt from every car he had back to a 1980 VW Passat. Not only that, but on the back of the receipts he wrote how many miles he drove and worked out the miles per gallon.

My wife would think I'd lost the plot if I sat about doing that.

My uncle had manuals & paperwork for every car he'd ever owned, including receipts, but he wasn't anal enough for MPG calculations!

I think their generation remembered when owning a car was a Big Fucking Deal, and presumably they kept that shit because it seemed important. My dad claims his father was the first person in their street to own a car (a Morris Ten), and the neighbours came out to take a look at it when he brought it home. Fancy.

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