Have you ever been arrested?
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As above.
I always say to my wife I'd like to give the whole process a try.
I work from home, though. I also have a 17 month old so would probably struggle to find myself in a situation where the police needed to arrest me so I'm passing it over to the powers of PH to fill me (us) with stories of arrest.
I always say to my wife I'd like to give the whole process a try.
I work from home, though. I also have a 17 month old so would probably struggle to find myself in a situation where the police needed to arrest me so I'm passing it over to the powers of PH to fill me (us) with stories of arrest.
Yep, wife and I decided to divorce. She wanted me out of the house and I refused. We lived separate lives for a while and wife clearly couldn't cope and kept hinting she could get me out of the house anytime she wanted. Then during a minor disagreement, with kids in the house, she started screaming that I attacked her and that I had to leave the house. I refused so she called 999, and police arrested me In front of my children.
I was interviewed and held for just under 24 hours and released without charge. I'm now locked out of my home and wife won't talk to me.
I would not recommend being arrested at all. An extremely humiliating and undignified experience. Police were sensitive to my situation and were apologetic.
The toilet and bed was awful and being effectively in solitary confinement was awful.
The worst part of the experience was seeing the faces of my poor children when I left with the police. One small consolation is I wasn't hand cuffed.
One one and only experience of police. Never again.
I was interviewed and held for just under 24 hours and released without charge. I'm now locked out of my home and wife won't talk to me.
I would not recommend being arrested at all. An extremely humiliating and undignified experience. Police were sensitive to my situation and were apologetic.
The toilet and bed was awful and being effectively in solitary confinement was awful.
The worst part of the experience was seeing the faces of my poor children when I left with the police. One small consolation is I wasn't hand cuffed.
One one and only experience of police. Never again.
Yep, and it wasn't much fun.
A year or two before the Berlin wall came down I went by train with a customer from West Berlin to East Berlin for a look around and to have a meal in the evening. Back then you were allowed to take as much western currency in as you liked, but you were only allowed to take a little bit of it back out with you.
On the return journey just before we got the the border the train stopped and some East German guards and Police got on, they walked through the carriages randomly checking how much money the westerners still had on them. I had a little too much but my customer had loads, which he then handed to me and told me to put in my shoe. So I did
:brickwall:
They picked me, hauled me off the train, searched me and found the money so locked me up in a stinking cell for the night. The next morning I was free to go, without any of the money.
It was quite a long, cold walk back to the hotel in West Berlin.
A year or two before the Berlin wall came down I went by train with a customer from West Berlin to East Berlin for a look around and to have a meal in the evening. Back then you were allowed to take as much western currency in as you liked, but you were only allowed to take a little bit of it back out with you.
On the return journey just before we got the the border the train stopped and some East German guards and Police got on, they walked through the carriages randomly checking how much money the westerners still had on them. I had a little too much but my customer had loads, which he then handed to me and told me to put in my shoe. So I did
:brickwall:They picked me, hauled me off the train, searched me and found the money so locked me up in a stinking cell for the night. The next morning I was free to go, without any of the money.
It was quite a long, cold walk back to the hotel in West Berlin.
Yup in Bangkok, there was a sleazy german dude staying at the hotel, one day after too many beers, I saw him return to the hotel arm in arm with what looked like a 9yr old. In my drunken state I decided that this wasn't cricket.
So I punched him in the face and gave the girl £20 and told her to go home, unfortunate a glass table broke in the process, so the hotel manager called the police, we were both hauled off to the cop shop. I sobered up v quickly with thoughts of my future in the Bangkok hilton.
I was interviewed by a officer and a Tourist liaison chap from birmingham after giving my side of the story they said it wasn't a problem that I punched the german, but it was a problem that the table broke, but If I paid for a new table and bought the cops and hotel manager "a drink" I could avoid jail time.
I still think it was well worth the £200 I ended up paying. Not that it would change a thing for the poor girl.
So I punched him in the face and gave the girl £20 and told her to go home, unfortunate a glass table broke in the process, so the hotel manager called the police, we were both hauled off to the cop shop. I sobered up v quickly with thoughts of my future in the Bangkok hilton.
I was interviewed by a officer and a Tourist liaison chap from birmingham after giving my side of the story they said it wasn't a problem that I punched the german, but it was a problem that the table broke, but If I paid for a new table and bought the cops and hotel manager "a drink" I could avoid jail time.
I still think it was well worth the £200 I ended up paying. Not that it would change a thing for the poor girl.
I got 'arrested' in Japan, and as you might expect for Japan, the whole process was rather polite and pleasant, but hugely expensive.
I was pulled over driving my hired Nissan Gloria 3ltr turbo at a rather silly speed, as I tried to get to Narita to pick up my folks who were coming for a visit. It was 5.30am, and I'd overslept, so looking to make up time. Leather clad motorcycle cops pulled me over on the Tomei Expressway with a speed apparently 'in excess of 120mph'.
Initially they weren't happy with me at all, but were surprised when I spoke to them in Japanese, and also that I was English - they automatically thought any westerner was American in those days, due to the presence of a number of US bases in that area, and Americans were notoriously obnoxious to the locals.
I explained my situation. They explained theirs - that due to the excessive speed I had to be arrested and had to visit their local nick to be processed. However, understanding my position, they suggested that I go and collect my parents, drop them back to my apartment (they were after all, guests in Japan, and they hadn't done anything wrong!), and then subsequently meet them at a different police station which was more convenient for me.
I did exactly that. On arriving at the police station and handing over all my required documentation, I was led to a cell, to be 'held' whilst they processed everything. However they explained that they wouldn't lock the door, and if I were to need anything, anything at all, I should just enquire by popping my head round the door and asking the duty chap. They left me with a newspaper, mags, a coffee, and some water.
After about 30 mins, the duty chap asked if I was hungry, as he was soon to be popping out for his lunch. We ended up eating a bento at his desk, having a lovely conversation about baseball, football, and my experience in Japan.
Shortly afterwards I was summonsed, presented with a very large fine (well into three figures), and a very polite request to respect the limits in the future. I was driving on an international licence (£3 from the PO if memory serves), so they couldn't take that away.
We shook hands, posed for a picture (which I still have somewhere), and I was on my way.
I was pulled over driving my hired Nissan Gloria 3ltr turbo at a rather silly speed, as I tried to get to Narita to pick up my folks who were coming for a visit. It was 5.30am, and I'd overslept, so looking to make up time. Leather clad motorcycle cops pulled me over on the Tomei Expressway with a speed apparently 'in excess of 120mph'.
Initially they weren't happy with me at all, but were surprised when I spoke to them in Japanese, and also that I was English - they automatically thought any westerner was American in those days, due to the presence of a number of US bases in that area, and Americans were notoriously obnoxious to the locals.
I explained my situation. They explained theirs - that due to the excessive speed I had to be arrested and had to visit their local nick to be processed. However, understanding my position, they suggested that I go and collect my parents, drop them back to my apartment (they were after all, guests in Japan, and they hadn't done anything wrong!), and then subsequently meet them at a different police station which was more convenient for me.
I did exactly that. On arriving at the police station and handing over all my required documentation, I was led to a cell, to be 'held' whilst they processed everything. However they explained that they wouldn't lock the door, and if I were to need anything, anything at all, I should just enquire by popping my head round the door and asking the duty chap. They left me with a newspaper, mags, a coffee, and some water.
After about 30 mins, the duty chap asked if I was hungry, as he was soon to be popping out for his lunch. We ended up eating a bento at his desk, having a lovely conversation about baseball, football, and my experience in Japan.
Shortly afterwards I was summonsed, presented with a very large fine (well into three figures), and a very polite request to respect the limits in the future. I was driving on an international licence (£3 from the PO if memory serves), so they couldn't take that away.
We shook hands, posed for a picture (which I still have somewhere), and I was on my way.
Yes, it was unpleasant.
I foolishly shared a house with a drug dealer, I wasn't involved in it first-hand, but I knew all about it and being really young and stupid though it was the coolest thing in the world. I took drugs and often saw large quantities of Class A drugs being weighed and measured.
One day I got a knock on the door from someone I knew as a mate of my housemate "Can't stop, Neil has been arrested with 2000 pills, you're going to be be raided any minute go back to your Mums for a few days.". Looking back he tried to do my other housemate and I a massive favour, but stupidly and I think because we thought it was exciting we stayed put.
Sure enough 20 mins later 4-5 Officers came through the front doors, pushed us in the floor and cuffed us. They searched everywhere, found a carrier bag of weed and more pills. I thought "They're not in my room, nothing to do with me" was a defence, it wasn't.
Wasn't too bad in the end, 4-5 hours in a cell whilst they gathered evidence - offered the chance to give evidence against my housemate and they'd look favourably, but I didn't have anything to give - 20 min interview, was honest and open (to a point, I didn't mention the drugs I'd seen) another few hours in the cell and released without charge.
I wouldn't say it was the only reason, but I left the UK for a year a couple of months later, 12 months working Visa for Oz. When I came back I really pulled my finger out, got a nice job in a Bank and thanked my lucky stars I didn't end up with a drug conviction because I was really f
king stupid and had watched 'Lock Stock' too many times and thought criminals were cool.
I foolishly shared a house with a drug dealer, I wasn't involved in it first-hand, but I knew all about it and being really young and stupid though it was the coolest thing in the world. I took drugs and often saw large quantities of Class A drugs being weighed and measured.
One day I got a knock on the door from someone I knew as a mate of my housemate "Can't stop, Neil has been arrested with 2000 pills, you're going to be be raided any minute go back to your Mums for a few days.". Looking back he tried to do my other housemate and I a massive favour, but stupidly and I think because we thought it was exciting we stayed put.
Sure enough 20 mins later 4-5 Officers came through the front doors, pushed us in the floor and cuffed us. They searched everywhere, found a carrier bag of weed and more pills. I thought "They're not in my room, nothing to do with me" was a defence, it wasn't.
Wasn't too bad in the end, 4-5 hours in a cell whilst they gathered evidence - offered the chance to give evidence against my housemate and they'd look favourably, but I didn't have anything to give - 20 min interview, was honest and open (to a point, I didn't mention the drugs I'd seen) another few hours in the cell and released without charge.
I wouldn't say it was the only reason, but I left the UK for a year a couple of months later, 12 months working Visa for Oz. When I came back I really pulled my finger out, got a nice job in a Bank and thanked my lucky stars I didn't end up with a drug conviction because I was really f
king stupid and had watched 'Lock Stock' too many times and thought criminals were cool. Nothing as exotic as any of the above.
Three times - twice for punching obnoxious chavs who walked in right to the front of (big) taxi queues and said "what are any of you going to do about it". Unbelievably same scenario. Night in the cells in the local nick in both cases. I was right and I'll stand by what I did, but I'd not dream of doing it these days.
Third time - was doing absolutely nothing, crossing the road with my GF and some blokes kicked off nearby and the police came running over (this was a long time ago, hence there actually being police) and arrested ME and some other chap who were nothing whatsoever to do with it. We were trying to stay well away. Proper bent coppers - it ended up going to court and getting thrown out (it's a long story, but police really should try and give the same evidence).
Three times - twice for punching obnoxious chavs who walked in right to the front of (big) taxi queues and said "what are any of you going to do about it". Unbelievably same scenario. Night in the cells in the local nick in both cases. I was right and I'll stand by what I did, but I'd not dream of doing it these days.
Third time - was doing absolutely nothing, crossing the road with my GF and some blokes kicked off nearby and the police came running over (this was a long time ago, hence there actually being police) and arrested ME and some other chap who were nothing whatsoever to do with it. We were trying to stay well away. Proper bent coppers - it ended up going to court and getting thrown out (it's a long story, but police really should try and give the same evidence).
Yes, about 20 years ago.
Back then I used to smoke quite a bit. I'd foolishly decided to roll one up at the side of the road for the trip home. Police car drove past the other way, stopped and asked what I was doing as they'd noticed the light on and me rolling something.
I was straight with them and told the truth handing everything over (perhaps a gram or two)
They were very civil, no hand cuffs and took me to the police station. I think a combination of my honesty, politeness and the fact I was stting myself (not literally) helped here.
Back to the police station, still all very civil, let me go into an external cell to smoke while they sorted an interview room and didn't have to take off shoes/belt (as I understand they do for some people?)
Short formality of an interview where I admitted it was mine, stated I didn't know the name of the guy I got it from and that was that. Got a caution and let out.
They were even nice enough to give me a lift back to my car.
Back then I used to smoke quite a bit. I'd foolishly decided to roll one up at the side of the road for the trip home. Police car drove past the other way, stopped and asked what I was doing as they'd noticed the light on and me rolling something.
I was straight with them and told the truth handing everything over (perhaps a gram or two)
They were very civil, no hand cuffs and took me to the police station. I think a combination of my honesty, politeness and the fact I was s
tting myself (not literally) helped here. Back to the police station, still all very civil, let me go into an external cell to smoke while they sorted an interview room and didn't have to take off shoes/belt (as I understand they do for some people?)
Short formality of an interview where I admitted it was mine, stated I didn't know the name of the guy I got it from and that was that. Got a caution and let out.
They were even nice enough to give me a lift back to my car.
30 years ago D&D in rotherham town centre, I was 16 may be 17 out with my warehouse manager from Currys - decided that I would keep up with him the snakebite - big mistake.
spent a hazy night in the cells released following morning - parent was informed but as she was already an alcoholic crack we it didn't matter a single jot.
worst thing was I threw up in my uncle's MG Maestro later in the day after helping him stock up at Batleys' cash and carry - spent the afternoon valleting his car....
i didn't make college that afternoon
spent a hazy night in the cells released following morning - parent was informed but as she was already an alcoholic crack w
e it didn't matter a single jot.worst thing was I threw up in my uncle's MG Maestro later in the day after helping him stock up at Batleys' cash and carry - spent the afternoon valleting his car....
i didn't make college that afternoon
Myself, never however my older brother has been arrested countless times in the past. Told me dozens of stories including the cops chasing him through 2 counties that ended in a woodland which resulted with a police car getting stuck halfway through a bog. Spent a good few months up on Dartmoor prison.
No, but i was invited to an interview at Newport (wales) town police station.
Having never really been into Newport or a police station before it was an experiance......
However i did educate the custody sign in chap the difference between self employed and director of a company
(He was adamant that company director means self employed.)
Having never really been into Newport or a police station before it was an experiance......
However i did educate the custody sign in chap the difference between self employed and director of a company
(He was adamant that company director means self employed.)
Yes. A chap all in black drunk ran out of some trees along the roadside and out into the road after closing time one evening when I was 17 and had just passed my driving test.
He hit the car rolled off the bonnet, stood up, staggered about. I went to call an ambulance and the police he was adamant not to and that he was fine and stumbled off into the dark again (where he came from)
I drove to the local police station where I was arrested, interviewed and cautioned for leaving the scene of an accident and was told if he presented I would be rearrested for hit and run!
Cheeky bds!!
He never did present though and there wasn’t anything in the news about a chap being found dead so I think I’m fine
Wasn’t a nice experience and it cemented by dislike of the 5-0 and their unnecessarily heavy handed tactics when I was being a good citizen!
He hit the car rolled off the bonnet, stood up, staggered about. I went to call an ambulance and the police he was adamant not to and that he was fine and stumbled off into the dark again (where he came from)
I drove to the local police station where I was arrested, interviewed and cautioned for leaving the scene of an accident and was told if he presented I would be rearrested for hit and run!
Cheeky b
ds!! He never did present though and there wasn’t anything in the news about a chap being found dead so I think I’m fine
Wasn’t a nice experience and it cemented by dislike of the 5-0 and their unnecessarily heavy handed tactics when I was being a good citizen!
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