We don't have many 'Bobbies' on the beat now. When we first came to live here, we had a village policeman called PC Barry. He used to 'attempt' to keep order outside the shops where the youth element hang around, weather permitting.
He once knocked at our front door to ask if I'd seen any suspicious lurkers in the area, or something. The cat was giving birth to kittens under the TV table as we spoke and whilst I was talking to PC Barry, the kids were shouting, 'It's a ginger one, Mum, no, it's a black one this time!' Ever after that, after remarking about my sloppy parking, he always used to ask after the kittens.
He is now retired and and I talked to him in the supermarket just a couple of weeks ago about choosing from the vast variety of tea available.
Now the police drive about in panda cars.....and seem aloof and unapproachable.
giselle:
I find some American humour funny...
Oh yes, Bronx Jewish humour especially. Ruby Wax wouldn't be nearly so funny if she were English.
We used to love 'Taxi' and 'Barny Miller'.
I am getting on with the book, but can't wait to get to Marvin the Paranoid Android.....
Only those become weary of angling who bring nothing to it but the idea of catching fish.
He was born with the gift of laughter and a sense that the world is mad....
Rafael Sabatini