One of the first rules of police work is that trouble will always come looking for you, so there’s no point looking for it.
Jazz vampires,' said Stephanopoulos.'I wish I hadn't started calling them that,' I said.
If you ask any copper why they stick at a job which exposes them to abuse from everyone from petty criminals all the way down to government ministers, they’ll say it’s the variety.
I woke in the hour before dawn, stuck in that strange state where the memory of your dreams is still powerful enough to motivate your actions.
I may be a city boy, but I'm fairly certain that the greasy purple and red squishy bits are supposed to stay inside the sheep and not be sprayed across a surprisingly large area. Animal attack? I aske...
He threw a fireball at me. I threw a chimney stack at him - that's the London way.
Did he just ask us to lie to a senior officer? I asked.Yup, said Leslie.
Despite my mum being from a small village in the middle of a forest, I'm not a country person. I don't like my bacon sandwich to be curiously snuffling at my fingers. But sometimes being police means...
CO19, the Met’s firearms unit, whose unofficial motto is, Guns don’t kill people, we kill people with guns.
That which does not kill us, I said, has to get up extra early in the morning if it wants to get us next time.
Scrumpy, said Beverley. What’s the difference? Beverley thought about it for a moment or two. It’s not made in a factory, she said. So, no quality control then? Are you going to talk about it or drink...
Like young men from the dawn of time, I decided to choose the risk of death over certain humiliation.
It's a police mantra that all members of the public are guilty of something, but some members of the public are more guilty than others.
If you find yourself talking to the police, my advice is to stay calm but look guilty; it's your safest bet.
I don’t like my bacon sandwich to be curiously snuffling at my fingers.
You have to call me Master. Master? That’s the tradition, said Nightingale. I said the word in my head and it kept on coming out massa.
That’s the nature of the beast, said Zach. We are what we are.
Street towards Covent Garden. There was
It's important for a man to know his limitations, and my limitations started at moving to Peckham and hanging around with yardies, postcode wannabes and those weird, skinny white kids who don't get th...
It's a sad fact of modern life that if you drive long enough, sooner or later you must leave London behind.