I was wondering if anyone had ever been put in the slammer for anything funny! I once got banged up coming home from the pub. I found this ancient and most definitely abandoned bike at the side of the road and started riding about on it. The boys in blue drove by and pulled over. "Hey, is that yours?" In my infinite stupidity (probably helped by several jars of very thick ale, I said "No sir, I just found it". I was subsequently, to my significant disgruntlement, incarcerated for the night. :|They interviewed me the next day (about 6am) and let me off, realising that the bike was blatantly abandoned and that I was in fact a respectable young gentleman. I was most annoyed! Cells really aren't very comfortable :D

Anyone else been innocently locked away?

No, I have never been arrested I think that my parents would kill me, that fear is much greater than any authority! I thought your story was very funny.

I am glad to see that the police are putting their time to use effectively and chasing the real dangers to society.

My job has entailed spending many a long night in police station cells and interview rooms - does this qualify as being innocently banged up I wonder?

Whats your job? A burgler or are you trying to be clever and you're a probation officer or something

Originally posted by pinkhat
Whats your job? A burgler or are you trying to be clever and you're a probation officer or something

He could also be a cleaner :D

NO never personally.....But like red robbo i do spend some time there

Are you a cleaner too?

Originally posted by pinkhat
Are you a cleaner too?


There can't be two cleaners for SYP, cutbacks 'an all;).


Never been innocently incarcerated, though I did (whilst in my mid-late teens) get to spend the odd night in Bridge St cells...

No, thank goodness. I'm so scared of authority (mouse-girl) that even if I were wrongly thrown in the slammer I'd probably break down and confess to hundreds of unsolved murders and other heinous crimes just to get my interrogators off my back!

I plan to lead a very dull and porridge-free life (unless they force ID cards upon us, then we'll see)

*wanders off muttering "I am not a number"..............*

was arrested once for stealing two pairs of nylons ( dont !!!!!)
a new lad working with us in a large delivery wharehouse asked what we did for dinner,
i told him that three men out of each loading gang went for their break while the others worked,then when they had finished their break they worked while the rest had our dinner,
any way the day went ok.next day the lad asked if he could go to the chippie for dinner so i said ok but ask everyone else if they want anything and if he needed to carry a lot my haversack was on the back of a chair in the rest room, well shortly after a detective came on to the loading bay and asked me to identify the ruck sack,i said it was mine, he took me to attercliffe nick where i was beaten with a chair while one officer stood on my feet demanding i sign a piece of paper
when i asked what for iwas beaten again,after a couple of hours they came back and told me i would be charged for stealing nylons,
i was gobsmacked,i had the loading sheet and there were several parcels containing very valuable watches, even some 22 caliber ammunition,so i asked if they had thought to check the packets of the nylons for fingerprints before they decided to charge me

i got another belting before they left,30 minutes later it was all, " look al,we all make mistakes mate nobody is perfect", it was the new lad that had stashed them in my bag to smuggle out when he went to the chippie

When I was 17, I was at the 1986 Reading Rock festival, went into town on Sunday to do some shopping (pointless as it turned out, everything was shut) and on the way back I got pulled over by two policemen. One was a cadet, obviously even greener around the gills than I was. They searched me and found my Protopipe (http://www.1percent.com/store/cart/pp1.html).

The cadet had a poke around in it, saw the build-up of dark residue in the bowl, sucked in air through his lips and said "we could send this off to the lab for analysis, couldn't we Sarge?". I could see his older colleague next to him, trying to keep a straight face. Well, the fools couldn't work out how to open the pipe's "stash lock" (they'd have found an eighth of finest resin inside, if they had done so), but nonetheless they arrested me for "possession of a suspicious looking brass pipe" and bundled me into a prison van along with about a dozen other bemused festival-goers.

At the police station, they have a procedure of removing all your possessions, making an inventory and bagging them up. Well, they did this all well and good for the stuff in my pocket, even for my various earrings. Then they removed everything from my shoulder bag, wrote it down on their list, put it back in the bag and gave the bag back to me. Including the two-litre bottle of cider. Despite the fact that, not five minutes before, I had told them I was 17.

All the cells at Reading Gaol were full that day, they had captured so many other neer-do-wells, so they put me in an open area of the police station along with about a dozen Hell's Angels, all in for either bike-related offences or for possession. I pulled out my bottle of cider, said "anyone want a drink?" and we had a very pleasant afternoon drinking and chatting.

A few hours later, they released me and I stumbled back to the festival site. I was gutted to have missed my favourite band at the time, Zodiac Mindwarp and the Love Reaction, but I was just in time for the headline set by Hawkwind and as I arrived back our neighbours, "the Chillum Tribe", having heard that I'd been arrested (from my friend who'd "got away") said "you must've had a really hard time. Here, get this down you", I was pampered and spoilt, and had a wonderful evening.

Of course, for weeks afterwards I was terrified that my parents would "get a letter", but that was the last I ever heard of it (though no doubt my mugshot & prints live on inside a police computer somewhere in the Thames Valley)

A mate of mine once spent a night in the cells for doing something silly (he never would tell me what, though)

Anyway, he said there was a real old racket coming from the next cell. He asked the policeman what was going on. The policeman replied that 'someone was slipping on a bar of soap' :mad:
No, it wasn't me - it really was a friend

O once got banged up for "counterfeiting"

What happened was that me and some mates were playign monopoly, but for some strange reason we came up with the idea of playing with more realistic money. So we photocopied some tenners (only one side I might add)

but anyway, cutting out the middle bit, I ended up driving somewhere and a few of the fake tenners were in my car, and it just so happened that I got stopped for a "routine check".

The over excited copper found the photocopied tenners and locked me up.

I went to court and have now got a criminal record for counterfeiting. Very harsh I would have thought. Its not exactly like I could have tried to pass them off in a shop or anything. :(

My mate was once... 'Drunk in charge of a big mouth' I think

:roll:

Originally posted by spyro2000
I went to court and have now got a criminal record for counterfeiting. Very harsh I would have thought. Its not exactly like I could have tried to pass them off in a shop or anything. :(
I dunno, in the early 80s a mate of mine used to photocopy pound notes and go over them with a green crayon, then spend them in the school tuck shop. He certainly got away with it 2 or 3 times before deciding it would be sensible not to try again. It was quite dark in our school tuck shop though.

Originally posted by Deejay
My mate was once... 'Drunk in charge of a big mouth' I think

:roll:
Did he 'slip on a bar of soap' whilst in custody :(

Ive been arrested b4 for possesion of offensive weapon. Iwas arressted then interviwed, finder printed and photgraphed then let on police bail, i went back to the police station and was interviewed again. I was then told that i work get a Final Warning, but was told that if i was arressted again within 2 years i woul be taken to court and the 2 casses would be brought up.

Originally posted by underground1
Ive been arrested b4 for possesion of offensive weapon. was this offensive weapon a wednesday season ticket :heyhey:

Originally posted by Robbie_Lovin
was this offensive weapon a wednesday season ticket :heyhey:

lol...nah.....it was a cork screw ( but was one that looks like a knuckle duster) i wouldnt really call it an offensive weapon. lol

ive been arrested a few times, for various things .......OOOhhhh :P
ive only ever been to court once, it was for the police stopping me in the peace gardens with a swear word on my coat.got a summons, went to court, it got thrown out of court for being a stupid waste of time :) the solicitor........howells on spital hill (i believe) didnt even charge me for their help as it was so stupid :)

hehe, do you remember where the hole in the road was, and where there's now a roundabout, well my uncle was caught with his mate, eating daffodils from the middle of the roundabout!

It nearly went to court! But got threw out I think!

I hope he doesn't visit the forum otherwise I'm really in for it (there can't be that many people done for criminal damage by eating daffodils so he'll know it's him!)

Lottie

Originally posted by melthebell
ive been arrested a few times, for various things .......OOOhhhh :P
ive only ever been to court once, it was for the police stopping me in the peace gardens with a swear word on my coat.got a summons, went to court, it got thrown out of court for being a stupid waste of time :) the solicitor........howells on spital hill (i believe) didnt even charge me for their help as it was so stupid :)


Can you imagine if they did that sort of thing now??? Its all f.c.u.k this and scuk my such and such. At least there used to be a better class of swearing in our day!

I have only been arrested once - for gross sarcasm in an innercity area! Oh and I may have said to a policeman 'get that tit off your head' during a rally. (they don't like it up 'em, the filth)

Careful, I fear that 'themonkey' is trying to sound out the scoundrels among us. :o :P

Originally posted by pinkhat
Whats your job? A burgler or are you trying to be clever and you're a probation officer or something

Nope, not trying to be clever. Various reasons:-

Acting as an appropriate adult (under the provisions of the Police & Criminal Evidence Act 1984) to assist the police in their interviews of certain categories of arrested persons. This included juveniles in the absence of a parent, people with learning difficulties, handicapped persons, and the mentally ill.

Acting as an approved social worker (under the provisions of the Mental Health Act 1983) to assist the police by taking charge of a mentally ill person that they had detained. That included jointly assessing detained mentally ill people with police surgeons and psychiatrists.

Assisting the police in jointly interviewing kids who had been physically or sexually abused.

Also jointly interviewing the mentally ill with police surgeons.

Assisting the police by finding safe accommodation for women and children fleeing domestic violence, runaway kids and vulnerable adults.

I've not only spent whole nights in police detention cells, but I've also spent some daytimes in court, giving evidence on behalf of the police. This was to testify that their procedures were conducted fairly and within the law.

I know all the ins and outs of fingerprinting, photographs and taking DNA samples - as it was also part of my job to witness those procedures.

When you are assisting the police in a murder interview, or similar serious crime, you could guarantee you'd be at the nick for umpteen hours, attending consecutive interviews.

So that's why I've often felt like I've been innocently banged up in the cells!

Originally posted by Lotti
hehe, do you remember where the hole in the road was, and where there's now a roundabout, well my uncle was caught with his mate, eating daffodils from the middle of the roundabout!
Ooh, you wanna tell your uncle he should be more careful, daffodils are poisonous, they can stop your heart! I know because my wife & her mates spent several hours in Whipps Cross hospital on heart monitors after eating daffodil bulbs (they weren't to blame, a friend of theirs got given a bag full of produce from a friend's allotment including some daffodil bulbs and, not being overly familiar with either daffodil bulbs or shallots, assumed they were shallots and made a quiche with them).

Can I just ask why people woyuld eat daffodils?

Originally posted by spyro2000
Can I just ask why people woyuld eat daffodils?

I don't know the answer to this question.....but have an awful suspicion I might be attending another interview at the police station when the coppers bring in Lotti's uncle and his mate for questioning! :wink:

hehe - I don't know why they would! I don't think he was even drunk! But if you knew my uncle....

I think it was daffodils, anyway. I had no idea about them being so poisonous though! Daffodil quiche.... hmmm..... could they taste the difference?

It was years ago now, I think he's calmed down a bit now with age...

Just asked my mum, was definitely daffies, but she says that most bulbs are poisonous, but he only ate the flowers so perhaps these aren't!

Not that I condone or advise eating daffodil flowers!
:suspect:

Originally posted by Lotti
Daffodil quiche.... hmmm..... could they taste the difference?
I think she said it tasted a bit odd, but everyone was too polite to comment. Just goes to show you - politeness can kill!

It was rather a strange scenario - it happened during the daytime, about half-a-dozen mums ate the quiche, and they all had pre-school kids with them who didn't eat any (fortunately), so at the hospital there was this row of mums on heart monitors and a swarm of toddlers running riot.

I think the bulbs are probably the most poisonous part, but I think the sap in the leaves has a similar effect. I know that cut daffodils will kill other flowers if you put them in a vase together.

:hihi: I bet it drove the nurses crazy!

I'll have to warn him in case he thinks it might be fun to relive his youth!

I was arrested numerous times between 1961 and 1972 and spent 5 years in the nick. The actual sentences were a lot longer but I mean the real time spent in the nick was 5 years.

Since 1972 , I have pulled my life together , somewhat , and became a fully qualified teacher in 1984.No counsellors or social workers , involved , just a realisation that if I didn't do something sensible , quickly , my life would be deadly boring.
So , having spent a considerable time in the nick and 21 years being a teacher [ultra respectable !] I think I'm able to add some useful suggestions to the opinions that are often bandied about on S.F. by people who have no experience of either "world" , especially the , "underworld ".
I would say that the main thing that prevents crime is a] the fear of being caught and b] the severity of what happens after being caught. If neither of the two foregoing conditions exist , then , what puts people off committing crimes? People , particularly young people will committ crimes , if :-----


1] They think there is little chance of getting caught.
2]They know there is little chance of parental censure [In fact , sometimes , the opposite !].
3] They get applauded by their peer-group for being , "hard "
4] They get loads of attention from various agencies who they secretly despise and laugh at , for their perceived weakness.
5] They end up in an institution that , in some cases has more facilities and comforts than home-life. They discover too that in the future , if they committ offences , life gets easier in the nick , not harder !
All in all there is not much incentive for a young hoodlum to behave him/her self !

Originally posted by Lotti

It was years ago now, I think he's calmed down a bit now with age...
havent we all :)

I've been detained following a food fight in a restaurant.....!!

It was hilarious at the time but then the restaurant owner locked the doors and called the police!!

Doh...then we all got a bit scared...! When the police arrived they took all our details but told the restaurant owner because we hadn't damaged/broken anything we couldn't be charged... all we had done was make a huge mess!!


:hihi:

I was arrested once for murder but got off on a technicality...nah messing. I was arrested and locked up over night for failure to help police with their enquiries. I cant say it was unpleasant either, all the police were pretty friendly and polite :)

Ever been arrested? If so, what for?

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I got locked up in Gibraltar for the heinous crime of sleeping in an abandoned building.

The charge sheet read thus. 'Particulares of offence - Vagabond lodging.'
'Details of offence: That you did wander abroad on the 16th day of October 1987 and did lodge in an un-occupied building, namely a chicken run.'

There were six of us, and by the time this ridiculous charge was being read out for the sixth time in court, it was becoming difficult not to laugh, but I resisted the temptation in the interests of not antagonising these obviously derranged law enforcers.

The arresting officers were clearly on some kind of halucinogens, as they mistook a derelict block of flats for a chicken run.

I got an absolute discharge, on the un-spoken poviso that I didn't spend another night in Gibraltar.

Moral: Don't go to Gibraltar. Andalucia is right next door. It's much nicer, cheaper, friendlier, and they don't lock you up for not having enough money.

hehe, do you remember where the hole in the road was, and where there's now a roundabout, well my uncle was caught with his mate, eating daffodils from the middle of the roundabout!

It nearly went to court! But got threw out I think!

I hope he doesn't visit the forum otherwise I'm really in for it (there can't be that many people done for criminal damage by eating daffodils so he'll know it's him!)

Lottie

Brilliant! lol lol = did he "come out" in the spring?:hihi: :hihi:

I used to help organise night clubs for Basement Jaxx when I lived in London and one night a bunch of us had been invited to a gig by some other djs at one of our regular venues.

It was a dodgy vibe, people weren't dancing, you could smell crack being smoked and our crowd just didn't do that. We talking about leaving when all of a sudden, the lights went on, the music went off and there were loads of coppers in the joint.

"Right, you're all coming with us" and they arrested 200 of us! Frog-marched us all, in our skimpy club gear at 2am, into riot vans of all things and tipped us out into Tulse Hill Territorial Army base in south London. We sat around for hours waiting to find out what was going on and we were finally told that a bloke had been stabbed in the groin on the door by a bouncer, and had died on the way to hospital.

It was a real eye opener tbh, all these people in front of us, giving out their details, who didn't even know their post codes/house numbers..... sheeesh!

They never got the killer and the chap was alone in the UK with no relatives, so goodness only knows what happened to his body. So, technically yeah, I have, but not really.

I've been arrested twice, but never charged. I don't want to give details particuarly, but being in a police cell is rubbish.

One was for fighting and one was for burglary (case of mistaken identity. I hate burglars.)

Clean record. No convictions. Never even been charged, but over the years I've had the dubious pleasure of being accomodated by the boys in blue for:

Murder
Fraud
Talking back to a plain clothes officer
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Climbing a postbox
Leaving a friend asleep in the restaurant (only he had no money to pay!)


.. to be going on with!

yeah lol was funny

one xmas been drinking since about 1.00 with half of my mates.. so about 5.30 I had to meet everybody else on the Yorkshire grey. I started to walk from west street, pasted all the food places, smelling all the nice food. but I had decided to eat at MacDonald's!! and that was that.. so when I got there (top of the moor) I push the door only to realise it had closed early so the staff could go home?? as to why they wanted to go home and loose all there customers is another reason.) anyway the manager and couple of staff decided to laugh at me cos I was asking please open up for a burger.:hihi: again they just laughed. then for some reason I decided to throw my elbow at the door window the window then decided to smash into 1,000 pieces ( as you know these doors have very thick glass) next minute these 2 police officers on my back and I hit the ground) they'd been parked up not 10 yards away and saw the whole thing.. so I a cell from 6.00 - 1.30am (still Starving) I then went to the wicker for some sexy chicken yum yum!! merry xmas!

p.s my punishment was to pay for the window @ £10.00 a week!.. bloody thing cost me £250.00!!

Yes I have been arrested

Before you ask it was for assault

Yes I have been arrested

Before you ask it was for assault

Last time you get invited out with the Walking Group then :hihi: :hihi:

(see you Saturday)

whilst i was on holiday in France one of the lads we were knocking about with got beaten up and thrown in one of those big industrial bins outside the campsite. About 5 minutes later the rozzers turned up and fined him 250 francs for 'loitering in a bin'
merci.

Last time you get invited out with the Walking Group then :hihi: :hihi:

(see you Saturday)

Are you trying to cadge a lift Sat?

Are you trying to cadge a lift Sat?
Not any more ;) .

Not any more ;) .

It was 6 years ago, I have mellowed a bit since then

I've been arrested for murder a couple of times. I smooth-talked the judge into getting it thrown out though. I rule.

wasnt arrested but cautioned for AIMING AT PEDESTRIANS AT SPEED :hihi:

i had gone to pick hubby up from night out from the taxi rank between what used to be josaphines and kingdom.
i had waited for what seemed like hundreds of revellers coming out of the club and crossing the road. after waiting a good few minutes and my patience wearing a bit thin (after all it was a road, not a walkway) i put my foot down and barged my way through them all. i didnt bargain on the police car being parked behind the taxis and following me.
i was pulled over breathalised (i hadnt even been out let alone had a drink) my car checked and then i was told i had been pulled over and was to be told for aiming at pedestrians at speed.
i think the police officer had had a slow night because he was giggling throughout so obviously didnt take it too seriously