I am very fortunate to have some truly supportive people around me. In recent years I have had to rely on these people, as me and my family have had to face the most traumatic event of our lives – the murder of my brother.
On 25 January 2014, my little brother Isaac Stone was attacked on Costin Street, Midland Road, Bedford. He was 19.
Isaac was a happy go lucky person, he always had an infectious smile on his face – a very big one at that, which everyone would comment on! He was handsome, kind hearted and very nurturing. He had time for everyone, and would always be willing to help someone else.
When I was seven-years-old a group of older boys racially abused me telling me among other things to “go back to my own country”, but I was born in England and have lived here all my life.
They made me feel like I shouldn’t be here and it was deeply upsetting to both myself and my family.
I was born in Luton and have always lived and worked in Bedfordshire. I was proud to join my local force, Bedfordshire Police, in 1990 to serve my community and to try and make a difference.
My parents owned a sports shop and wanted me to take over the family business, but I always knew that I wanted to be a police officer having been brought up watching TV programmes like Juliette Bravo and Cagney & Lacey; tough female role models who always managed to protect the public and lock up the baddies.