Originally Posted by
Chris48
I remember walking the beat one Saturday night along Dale Street and it was about 9pm when I found a man in a collapsed state on the corner of Cheapside and Dale Street. He was rotten drunk and totally incapable of standing up. As it happened, the Chief Inspector was walking by and he gave me a hand to lift this guy into the Main Bridwell and we took him to the Desk counter where he collapsed again in a heap. The Chief Inspector hopped it and I started to explain to the Desk Sergeant what the circumstances of the arrest were. He said "er, can I have a word you our kid round the back". So we went into the corridor at the back of the charge desk. "You see mate, he is one of the Prison Officers from Walton that we have here to do the escorts, can you leave him with us" so it was a case of "Righto Sarge" and I hopped it too. I heard the next day that when he had sobered up, the bugger alleged that he was £30 quid light!
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