Aw aye, nearly got my door kicked in the other day!

Wee bit of excitement on saturday afternoon. Just got in around 1pm, suitably hungover and relaxing on my couch after a wee joint.

Bang, bang, bang. What the hells that? I’m not expecting anybody. Bang, bang, bang. Well I guess I better answer that. Get into the hall and someone is trying the door. So opening at 2 polis are at the door, looking extremely concerned. Can I help you, I ask.

They then proceed to tell me about receiving an 999 call from phone registered to this address, under some lassies name. I’ve no idea i say, but they then rather forcefully ask if they could come in and have a look around. I thought for a second, and decided the route of least resistance was probably the best route to go down.

So i let them in and they proceed to look in all the rooms. They ask me if there’s any dead bodies kicking about, so from that I surmise their suspicions are reduced.

But then they proceed to question me in the hall, first asking if I know this lassie, then about when I moved in and started asking me all my details etc. I gave them a wee bit and refused to give anymore much beyond when I moved in and my name and DOB. They had disturbed me, so while I was willing to help, they were just getting intrusive now as far as I was concerned.

Anyhow, they left shortly after in reasonably good spirits, obviously still concerned about the 999 call as they went to one of my neighbours to chap them up. I guess to verify what I told them to be correct aswell.

Couple of points though. I hope the 999 call wasn’t an actually serious one, guess I’ll never know about that or anyway of finding out?

Secondly, what do you reckon would have happened if i refused to let them in? Lifted me? Obstructing their enquiries? Or would I have been within my rights to refuse entry?

Thirdly, you reckon they clearly just ignored the, not so faint, smell of weed that still lingered from the joint 5 minutes before hand, or me sticking the load of green into my pocket as they followed me in to the living room?(I really should have remembered that when I said aye feel free have a look around!)! 😆

Sound like QUALITY POLIS!

Secondly, what do you reckon would have happened if i refused to let them in? Lifted me? Obstructing their enquiries? Or would I have been within my rights to refuse entry

Refer to Shaker Aamer thread for details. Best make sure your charity work has been approved by the authorities.

Haha, was a guy and a lassie. The guy was a proper action man type, could tell he was right up for a scrap. tbh I reckon they thought they were responding to some kind of domestic violence call and were expecting trouble! So their stance was reasonable enough, they weren’t over the top.

Is there an English translation available for the OP please? I tried very hard but it was all written in foreign… 😀

Haha, was a guy and a lassie. The guy was a proper action man type, could tell he was right up for a scrap.

Sorry, My mistake…….QUALITY POLIS!

has fred moved to scotland?

perchypanther – Member
Haha, was a guy and a lassie. The guy was a proper action man type, could tell he was right up for a scrap.
Sorry, My mistake…….QUALITY POLIS!

😆

I soooo thankful I don’t do drugs.

Thirdly, you reckon they clearly just ignored the, not so faint, smell of weed that still lingered from the joint 5 minutes before hand

Bamnesty?

Thirdly, you reckon they clearly just ignored the, not so faint, smell of weed that still lingered from the joint 5 minutes before hand, or me sticking the load of green into my pocket as they followed me in to the living room?(I really should have remembered that when I said aye feel free have a look around!)!

I really wouldn’t worry about that. Several police forces have admitted they no longer have the resources or the inclination to go after cannabis users.

I soooo thankful I don’t do drugs.

You mean you don’t take illegal recreational drugs? Or do you never drink alcohol or take any medicines either?

I gave them a wee bit and refused to give anymore much beyond when I moved in and my name and DOB.

Why did you refuse to give them any more details, I’d be doing all I could to help them out and resolve things rather than being unhelpful.

poor lassie, U O.k. hun?

Gary_M – Member
I gave them a wee bit and refused to give anymore much beyond when I moved in and my name and DOB.

Why did you refuse to give them any more details, I’d be doing all I could to help them out and resolve things rather than being unhelpful.

I was being more than helpful enough, they didn’t need to know about where I work etc. I had helped them with their enquiries and they were starting to get overly intrusive, ffs I let them in to have a look about the flat. Beyond knowing my basic details they had no reason to ask about me any further.

poor lassie, U O.k. hun?

TBH I wouldn’t go calling anyone from Glasgow a Hun until you know them a bit better 😀

….based purely on seosamh’s user name, probably NOT a Hun.

PeterPoddy – Member
I soooo thankful I don’t do drugs.

Why would that stop you getting a chap at the door for something that had bugger all to do with you? 😆

That’s just the sort of occasion to use the line

“I ain’t saying nuffink, till I see Burnside….”

poor lassie, U O.k. hun?

Risky strategy.

beyond the basics they had no reason to ask about me.

But to be fair you didn’t have any reason not to tell them. Sorry I’ll rephrase ‘you didnea huv any reason no tae tell them’ 🙂

Gary_M – Member
poor lassie, U O.k. hun?

Risky strategy.

beyond the basics they had no reason to ask about me.

But to be fair you didn’t have any reason not to tell them. Sorry I’ll rephrase ‘you didnea huv any reason no tae tell them’

Unlike the soft southerners on here, I’m in no need of your translation services! Thank you very much! 😆

Puts me in mind of a phone call I received 10 or 15 years back..

Me and a (rather psychotic) mate had been out on the town together the previous evening, and after a few too many we’d started bickering and ended up exchanging blows..

We parted company with much snarling and I went home to my pit to sleep it off.
The next morning, very early he called me up to say that his night had gone downhill and he was in the jail, would I be good enough to visit him and perhaps bring a packet of fags..

Being a kindly soul and a loyal friend I bussed into town to find out what was going on..
It turns out he’d had a bus ride of his own the night before..

Drunk and deluded, after he and I had gone our separate ways he’d nicked a bus and driven it to the next town to visit his ex girlfriend..
She had not been pleased to see him, especially when he explained that his erratic behaviour was part of a plot to save the world and he’d come to rescue her from a nuclear attack, and begged her to join him on the bus so that they could flee to safety..
She quite rightly called the old bill who found him asleep on the back seat of the stolen bus, which he’d parked in the local depot..

And here’s where the twist comes in 🙂

Due to his delusional state and proactive behaviour they thought it may be prudent to investigate further, with an emphasis on eliminating him from a recent unsolved murder enquiry..

So I am sat in the police station absorbing all this info waiting for the guys investigating the murder to ask me some questions about my crazy pal..
Would I mind accompanying them too his house for a look around, save the trouble of obtaining a warrant and whatnot..
My mate says yes, and I agree wanting to be as co-operative as possible as things had suddenly gone from silly to very serious..
Now I knew he was growing some weed in his spare room, so am not looking forward to the murder team discovering this but I keep quiet..
They found his mother plant and a few sickly clones under the stairs, but tell me they’ll turn a blind eye cos they can’t be doing with the fuss and paperwork..
They’re fairly satisfied that he’s not the murderer, but they’ll just take a look upstairs..
When they found the wee forest of plants upstairs they conceded that they would have to report it.. They thanked me for my help and dropped me home..
My friend got off lightly iirc, but mourned the loss of his growing equipment for some time

Not the worst hangover I’ve ever had, but definitely one of the more memorable ones..

Where do you work Gary?

Gary_M
But to be fair you didn’t have any reason not to tell them.

I reckon, my deeming it none of their business is all the reason I require! 🙂

OP
Use that opening post as the first chapter in your new novel/straight to fillum blockbuster.
Now,go get ahold of Bobby Carlyle for the main character,and away yi go 🙂

Where do you work Gary?

Glasgow, specifically the Gorbals area of the city.

Norwegian colleauge who lived in Paisley once came home to find his door had been kicked in by the Police.
He had left some fermented fish, that he was about to cook,on the table while he went to the shop.
Neighbour smelled it and thought it was him in there dead, called the police whoe came round and battered his door in.
He promised not to cook this stuff again.

seosamh77 – Member P
Why would that stop you getting a chap at the door for something that had bugger all to do with you?

Would make it slightly less pant-shitting at least 8)

Similar thing happened to my old flatmate – he had a speeding ticket that he didn’t know about (our post used to arrive weeks late / not at all in many instances…) & a subsequent reminder or two that had also vanished – both of us were welded to the couch one evening enjoying some old grey whistle test re-runs & two of Renfrewshire’s finest appeared at the door with a warrant for him… he managed to concisely explain the misunderstanding through a case of 3rd degree pinkeye & thankfully they told him to pop round to the station in the morning to clear it up, also thankfully they made no mention of the suspicious green cloud that filled the place…

Where do you work Gary?

Glasgow, specifically the Gorbals area of the city.

Well that’s not very specific is it, what company do you work for, or are you self-employed etc? I mean, you’ve no reason not to tell me have you.

Why would that stop you getting a chap at the door for something that had bugger all to do with you?

It wouldn’t. But at least I’d be reacting normally and not trying to cover anything up if someone did. Which was my point.

Well that’s not very specific is it, what company do you work for, or are you self-employed etc? I mean, you’ve no reason not to tell me have you.

You asked ‘where do I work’ not ‘which company do I work for’, no reason at all not to tell you. Drop me an email and I’ll let you know. Cheers.

Luckily, because the security services have been monitoring you every key stroke, they knew that you would be adequately chastised by cutting whip of the righteous court of STW and no enforcement action was necessary on their part.

As a Police Officer I can honestly say the best thing to do next time is hoof them in the slats and then, shout “YOU AINT GONNA TAKE ME ALIVE PIGS”.

This will allow a swifter resolution to the whole thing. HTH.

PeterPoddy – Member
Why would that stop you getting a chap at the door for something that had bugger all to do with you?
It wouldn’t. But at least I’d be reacting normally and not trying to cover anything up if someone did. Which was my point.

I was acting normally, a charge for a wee bit of weed isn’t enough to particularly concern me! Only thing that would concern me there is getting it confiscated and having to source some more! 😆

tbh that wasn’t the main point of this through, the question about what would have happened if I’d have refused them entry is the more interesting question?

I had a similar thing quite a few years ago 6am on a Sunday morning very forceful banging on the front door
Two policemen “are you Such and Such?” and said my name
We have a warrant for your arrest for skipping court !

Turns out someone didn’t do their checks properly someone with same name as me skipped court didn’t check the date of birth, lucky I had some id in house with me
Two policemen left wouldn’t tell me what my name sake had done or would they of kicked the door in if I didn’t answer and/or wasn’t in
Went to the kitchen to see two more police letting them selves out of my garden !

get a door viewer fitted.

next time be grateful youre not caught peeling beetroot with a big knife, or carving half a pig on the worktop

Phew – at least it was only your front doors that nearly got kicked in…

If you had refused them entry they would have entered (not going to look it up but pace reasonable grounds to believe necessary to save life or limb) based on 999 call believed from address if you had been a dick about this they would have used reasonable force to enter they would have turned the place upside down they would then have taken a non reasonable non libertarian stance to your weed . They would have nicked you down loaded your texts to see if any weed commerce was revealed . That could depending on outcome spiral into a financial investigation and please explain any and all cash payments into your account over the last 6 years.

So when coppers come looking to save damsels in distress don’t be a dick and they probably will return the favour.

If the ‘Polis’ (assumed to be Police of a Scotch flavour 😀 ) bash your misidentified door down, who pays to make good?

I’ve always been led to believe that if they find any evidence of a crime then they don’t have to pay for any damage to your property..

Hence crankboys post above ringing true