The Philanderer
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Hello ello ello
Our cruise was part of SHMBO significant birthday celebrations, and was preceded by a bit of a bash at the house up North. Lee J Harris, international vocalist, banged out a couple of live sets in the garden, and that prompted a 22;:30 visit from the local constabulary. Two WPCs turned up to say they had had a few complaints about the noise. Now what saddo complains about a bit of noise at that time of night on a Saturday eh! and what does it say about the area when they send two WPCs round. The outdoor activity terminated at about midnight, and a great time was had by all.
Contrast our plod experience in Oxton, with what then happened in Chiswick two nights later. In Oxton there must have been instant attendance for a noise pollution problem which is actually a council matter. In Chis SHMBO and I are strolling back from a libation on the High Road at about 23:00, when we notice a shop door open. Hmmm we think, bit strange, so I venture in shout a bit and find nobody there. So what do Ido, its an interior designers and full of good stuff, loot it or call the Bills?
Of course, like a good citizen, I call the local cop shop. 'We will get a car to you soonest' they say. 30 minutes later I ring back to say I can't wait any longer and they indicate it is not a priority and they have no cars available anyway. Luckily when we popped in today the owner indicated noithing went missing and thanked us for our trouble.
Interesting aspect of the way the two constabularies work. I wonder if somebody else had rung and reported me as an intruder on the premises how quicly the twos and blues would have been there.
Evening all!
Contrast our plod experience in Oxton, with what then happened in Chiswick two nights later. In Oxton there must have been instant attendance for a noise pollution problem which is actually a council matter. In Chis SHMBO and I are strolling back from a libation on the High Road at about 23:00, when we notice a shop door open. Hmmm we think, bit strange, so I venture in shout a bit and find nobody there. So what do Ido, its an interior designers and full of good stuff, loot it or call the Bills?
Of course, like a good citizen, I call the local cop shop. 'We will get a car to you soonest' they say. 30 minutes later I ring back to say I can't wait any longer and they indicate it is not a priority and they have no cars available anyway. Luckily when we popped in today the owner indicated noithing went missing and thanked us for our trouble.
Interesting aspect of the way the two constabularies work. I wonder if somebody else had rung and reported me as an intruder on the premises how quicly the twos and blues would have been there.
Evening all!
Labels: Lee J Harris, Plod, the Bill, twos and blues, WPC
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