It was the grandest of adventures – my life in blue.  I remember the moment I first knew that I wanted to be a Copper. The PC walking down the other side of Hammersmith Broadway won’t have seen the tentative schoolboy standing at the bus stop. But I saw him. And, from that moment on,... Continue Reading →


Against Hope, Believing in Hope

This is a short tale about two football teams. The first are a group of grown men who carried the hopes of a watching nation. The second are a group of young boys who carried the hopes of a watching world. In Russia, the England men’s football team made it to a World Cup Semi-Final... Continue Reading →


Policing Future Much talk at the moment about the future of policing. Amongst the headlines and proposals: New recruitment processes New entry routes (three of them - and much animated talk about degrees) New approaches to assessment and professional development New role profiles New Licences to Practice New ideas about pay and reward - including... Continue Reading →

The Violence Disease

Just over 11 years ago, in March 2007, I stood quietly on Hammersmith Grove in West London. I was dressed in full police uniform. It was a beautiful spring morning and we had just closed the local roads to allow the friends and family of an innocent young boy to come and pay their respects... Continue Reading →

Stuff I Got Wrong

Retirement takes a bit of getting used to. But it certainly allows some time and space to think. Precious time. Time that can otherwise be hard to find in a world that is moving far faster than is good for any of us. And so I’ve spent a bit of time thinking about some of... Continue Reading →

A Retirement Speech

This speech comes a little earlier than planned. But life happened – and today is my last as a serving police officer. I wanted to write a handful of parting words to four particular groups of people: the public we serve, the press who observe, the politicians who govern and the police officers & staff... Continue Reading →

Silver Linings

The best laid plans and all that.  Earlier today, I was given a date for Medical Retirement from the Metropolitan Police. My last day as a serving officer will be Wednesday 28th February 2018.  That wasn’t how it was supposed to be.  I joined the Met in September 1992 – a clueless 22 year old... Continue Reading →

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