"I've turned boys into men and policemen into coppers," said the Sergeant. "Policemen have got brains, but coppers, they've got brains and common sense."
No two days were ever the same for bobby-on-the-beat Martyn Johnson. Come rain or come shine, he patrolled his patch with a sharp eye for troublemakers and a kind word for those in need of a friend. Whether he was pursuing unlikely coal thieves, tracking down peacocks gone AWOL or investigating mysterious flying saucers over Sheffield, PC Johnson faced every new challenge with a smile and a healthy dose of his copper's common sense.
In his charming and funny memoir, read by the author, Martyn Johnson recalls the rogues, cheats, and scoundrels - as well as the many friends - who made his life on the beat so unforgettable.
©2010 Martyn Johnson (P)2012 Hachette Digital
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a superb tale of one mans adventure through life. i laughed and cried. reccomended highly.
"ee by gum - what a great listen!"
Amusing and interesting to hear about life on the beat in the good old days before politics ran the police force!! All the more authentic being read by the author himself! Bought the second book, hoping there is a 3rd!
"a policemans lot."
I don't buy many memoirs/biographies but bought this one as I live in Sheffield and know Attercliffe common and tinsley. the areas he used to patrol.
as the book is made up of anecdotes there are a lot both happy and sad. difficult to choose just one.
martyn is telling his own police story so naturally the words and accents are correct.
there were many.
it is a book about people, the way they lived when he first became a policeman in the nineteen sixties, the friendships he made and the people he helped.
I enjoyed the book bringing back memories of the firm where I worked and telling the history of a pub I used to go to with other office workers.
"Real Old Fashioned and Effective Bobbying!"
Thank you Martyn for reminding me how being a Bobby in Sheffield really was. I was there, well two or three years later and in a different Division, but Martyn happily paints a true picture of what it was like, and how the local beat bobby took responsibility for his beat. You did deal with everything, often without fuss, and got on with it. It was great to hear about making points, the cream and green police boxes, no radios, Hillman Husky Cars, Ariel Motorcycles and sneaky Sergeants. I remember meeting my Station Sergeant for the first time, and being told ' well lad, this job has never been the same since they had telephones, cadets and policewomen! ' and he meant it. Once again, Thank you Martyn for a wonderful few hours of memories in that very distinctive turn of speech. I'm half way through the next book now! tell you about that soon.
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