Sunday, December 30, 2007

Women!

A plea...

Not content with the fact that ¾ of high-street fashion retailers cater to your tastes, why do you ladies insist on clogging up the aisles in every single men’s department?

I know plenty of lads are useless shoppers but not all of us are.

Some of us guys wish to peruse the men’s departments in shops without having to continually squeeze past ladies discussing if said garment would be just right for the man in their life.

I mean we leave you alone in women’s shops don’t we?

Granted, I must admit that whenever girlfriend saunters into a ladies fashion shop I usually declare it a perfect opportunity for me to go down the road to HMV…

The other thing that’s annoying me at the moment?

People who don’t turn their Satnav’s on to ‘night mode’ at night.

Personally I prefer not to drive with what appears to be a torch shining in my face the whole journey.

Why?

Monday, December 24, 2007

Silent night?

Everyone else is rushing around. Relatives are expecting them. They've got to get that final gift. There's not enough food.

I'm sat here, remarkably still, or so it seems.

The only place I have to be is at work tonight.

I'll come back from work tomorrow and crawl into bed, just as festivities are reaching their peak on Christmas morning.

I think I'll wake up later that afternoon, get some food and settle down to watch the Dr Who Christmas Special before getting ready for work.

Just me.

Because Christmas night I'm out again.

If not having some sort of celebration and silliness within the station itself, out in a patrol car in the freezing fog, with the heating on full blast.

There's no point me driving up for a few snatched hours with the family on Christmas Day; I'd just be tired out and would have to leave again as soon as I'd arrived. Celebrations for me are going to be postponed until Boxing Day. Rumour is that some of us may be able to sneak off early tonight or tomorrow night depending on who wants what. Here's hoping.

I write this not to get the sympathy vote, just to point out that some of us will be doing this Christmas very differently.

I'm sorry that this blog isn't as 'exciting' as it once was', but I've been gagged.

I would talk more of...

Attending crown court
Sorting out multi-vehicle pile-ups
Searching for missing persons
Guiding-in search and rescue helicopters
Pulling 16-hour shifts
Smashing windows
Running after people on foot
Labouring to get my learning portfolio up to date


...But I really, really can't. That's the tip, and I'm living the iceberg.

Wishing you all a very merry Christmas and all the best for 2008.

Especially those other Emergency Service workers who'll help pick up the pieces over the next few days.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Percentage points

A work-related post, this one. Oh dear. Shoot me.

There’s been plenty of debate these last few days regarding the latest police pay award. Many members of the public are voicing that the police are getting paid enough anyway and do not deserve a 2.5% let alone a 1.9% increase. Fair enough, I don’t think MP’s are worth consistently above-inflation pay rises either. We're all entitled to our views.

But a lot of people seem to be missing the point in this debate.

The issue that officers are so pissed about is not the award of 2.5% or 1.9% as such. It’s the fact that our pay award was due in October. The Home Office decided to drag out the pay negotiations until December, and then decided in its generosity not to back-date the pay-award to when it was due in October. Hence the 2.5% recommended by an independent pay tribunal, and initially agreed upon by the Home Officer, becomes 1.9%. Three months working for less that you were due. Any employee would be annoyed at that.

It’s the Home Office saying one thing, and doing something completely different.

I bet Jacqui Smith’s official Christmas letter, sent out to all police stations, will be on many a station dartboard.

As to whether we should strike, or have the right to? That’s a different debate entirely…

Monday, December 03, 2007

Rhythm, disrupted

The blog, in case you hadn't have guessed, has been left in limbo for a good few weeks now.

Since being 'discovered' by some bastard at work, who saw it fit not to talk to me first and advise, but to mention it to senior managers at work, I've not exactly been the most eager blogger on the block.

I've changed my blog address, deleted some key posts.

Hopefully that'll get people off my back.

If you are someone from work who's reading this though and still have a problem with anything. For god's sake come to me first. Otherwise, politely now, sod off.

In the meanwhile, dear friends & readers, you've not missed much really.

Work has been insanely busy, and that's all I can say now.

It'll take time to get back into the rhythm on here.

Just give me time.