Nigel Rousell
Tuesday, 1 February 2011
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
The Lady she says "Yes"
Friday, 19 November 2010
November 2010
Well I really can not believe that it was over 30 years ago that a fresh and very young faced Rousell walked into Mount Browne in March 1980 aged 17 years to Join the Surrey Constabulary as Cadet 51. just under 30 of us joined on that intake. To date only 3 of us are still serving with Surrey Police. being a young man full of confidence I would certainly have not placed money on me being one of them. But with 3 pay cheques to go before I have my 30 years in (cadet apprenticeship's don't count). I am gobsmacked to still be here.
Well 30 years ago there was less than 300 people working at HQ's and in fact from all my attachments to all the offices, ops room, motorway room, registry, printing, photographic and the smelly dog section. It was the 4 weeks spent in the one office that I realised that this one little office seemed to be run the force, it was the HR of its time, It was the font of all knowledge and nothing was done with out the staff in the General Office having some involvement. and from what i recall was staffed by 4 members all serving police officers under the command of an Inspector. Who i soon found out that when he entered the room no matter what you were doing you stood to attention until told to carry on. oh my how times have changed, Inspectors are known by first names only these days. But the cheeky more flippant old timers still on occasions stand, now the new fast flyer's are unaware of the old rules and are suitable flummoxed and are certainly left speechless and they have no idea what to do when saluted!!!!!!!!
But i digress when as a young 19year old probationer constable I was posted to a small rural unit full of old sweats and a Sgt who did not like police men younger than his own children. Now the old sweats job it appeared to me would be to drink as much tea as possible, to never make their points (now there's a whole story waiting to be told). to talk of tales gone by and at every possible opportunity remind us youngest "Hey boy this ain't the job i joined its crap now" a phrase i promised then never to repeat when i to reached the loft heights of the old sweat. and i have upheld that one promise i made all those years ago.
Now it was during this spell that Boss Hog took it upon himself to rid Surrey Constabulary of Constable 523, but I was young and inexperienced and on occasions lacking in maturity. (well humour doesn't always spread the age gaps, very well)However it was not long before i found myself on those dread monthly report thingies... my i had loads of them!! Boss Hog took it upon himself to make it personal. and it was not long before the dreaded call to the big house to see the ACC. "Well son this doesn't look like its the job for you does it?" he opened with. Well to keep the entry brief, i performed well producing saved bits of info and gave my best plea in my defence. Well it went well and i was duly dispatched back to the outpost. My confirmation in appointment came duly as like all my probationer reports just a month after the previous one!! Constable 523 was out of probation!! and the adventure really began...
Well 30 years ago there was less than 300 people working at HQ's and in fact from all my attachments to all the offices, ops room, motorway room, registry, printing, photographic and the smelly dog section. It was the 4 weeks spent in the one office that I realised that this one little office seemed to be run the force, it was the HR of its time, It was the font of all knowledge and nothing was done with out the staff in the General Office having some involvement. and from what i recall was staffed by 4 members all serving police officers under the command of an Inspector. Who i soon found out that when he entered the room no matter what you were doing you stood to attention until told to carry on. oh my how times have changed, Inspectors are known by first names only these days. But the cheeky more flippant old timers still on occasions stand, now the new fast flyer's are unaware of the old rules and are suitable flummoxed and are certainly left speechless and they have no idea what to do when saluted!!!!!!!!
But i digress when as a young 19year old probationer constable I was posted to a small rural unit full of old sweats and a Sgt who did not like police men younger than his own children. Now the old sweats job it appeared to me would be to drink as much tea as possible, to never make their points (now there's a whole story waiting to be told). to talk of tales gone by and at every possible opportunity remind us youngest "Hey boy this ain't the job i joined its crap now" a phrase i promised then never to repeat when i to reached the loft heights of the old sweat. and i have upheld that one promise i made all those years ago.
Now it was during this spell that Boss Hog took it upon himself to rid Surrey Constabulary of Constable 523, but I was young and inexperienced and on occasions lacking in maturity. (well humour doesn't always spread the age gaps, very well)However it was not long before i found myself on those dread monthly report thingies... my i had loads of them!! Boss Hog took it upon himself to make it personal. and it was not long before the dreaded call to the big house to see the ACC. "Well son this doesn't look like its the job for you does it?" he opened with. Well to keep the entry brief, i performed well producing saved bits of info and gave my best plea in my defence. Well it went well and i was duly dispatched back to the outpost. My confirmation in appointment came duly as like all my probationer reports just a month after the previous one!! Constable 523 was out of probation!! and the adventure really began...
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
2010
well since my last post last year, wishing to see the back of 2009.
2010 will go down as a stunning year. I have learnt so much, I have learnt that my four kids are the strongest well grounded bunch. Who are awesome individuals and such team players as well.
I got on with my A level and after two years of hard work produced an A Star. gobsmacked Rousell as an A level whop whoop !!!
But 2010 will be remembered as the year that the most stunning and wonderful person entered my life, she has taught me so much about myself, and given me so much more confidence, and as even introduced me to Alcohol!!!
Miss Manby I can not thank you enough.
this year will now finish with a Bang!! watch this space
2010 will go down as a stunning year. I have learnt so much, I have learnt that my four kids are the strongest well grounded bunch. Who are awesome individuals and such team players as well.
I got on with my A level and after two years of hard work produced an A Star. gobsmacked Rousell as an A level whop whoop !!!
But 2010 will be remembered as the year that the most stunning and wonderful person entered my life, she has taught me so much about myself, and given me so much more confidence, and as even introduced me to Alcohol!!!
Miss Manby I can not thank you enough.
this year will now finish with a Bang!! watch this space
Saturday, 12 December 2009
life update
well its been a life changing couple of weeks, having thought i had found the perfect life time partner was devastated to find out she no longer feels the same. So here to the next challange has a single parent with four kids..... Be glad to see the back of 2009 it has been officially the shittest year of my life
Friday, 25 September 2009
wieght update
this morning sitting at 15st 2lb
on the work scales in boots standing bang on 100kilos the others in the officer who are shorter than me outwiegh me so not to bad
on the work scales in boots standing bang on 100kilos the others in the officer who are shorter than me outwiegh me so not to bad
Thursday, 18 June 2009
todays wiegh in
have at last gone sub 16stone with a 15st and 13lb
have manged to get out of bed early enough to be down the gym at 630am 2 mikes on the tread mill and some weights.
Whilst watching the play at WCS managed to forget my age and fell of the wall whilst sliding down the railing, unfortunatly a well placed rubbish bin cushioned my slip and knocked the wind out of me. Sat with an ice pack...........
have manged to get out of bed early enough to be down the gym at 630am 2 mikes on the tread mill and some weights.
Whilst watching the play at WCS managed to forget my age and fell of the wall whilst sliding down the railing, unfortunatly a well placed rubbish bin cushioned my slip and knocked the wind out of me. Sat with an ice pack...........
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