I joined the Specials because I’d always wanted to join the police service and I thought I’d give it a go. I was initially only going to do it for a year, and ended up staying and making it into my 25th year.
When I joined the Specials, we were just coming out of the ‘hobby bobby’ era, so we were just breaking away from fetes and carnivals. I was part of the first generation of new Specials who started to push barriers; I didn’t want to be known as a hobby bobby – I wanted to do what police officers did.
I was like you. A member of the public, concerned citizen, minding my own business and plodding on through life focused on raising my son and protecting him from harm.
When in my teens, I had considered joining the police. It sounded action packed and a challenge; a chance to develop myself on both a personal and professional level, to protect people, fight crime and keep the community safe. The timing just wasn’t right.
Life moved on and I started a family. Still, the small voice within that wanted to do more and make a difference didn’t subside.
When I was about five or six years old, I remember telling my mum that I wanted to be a police officer.
I saw the advert for the Special Constabulary about a year ago, and when I looked into it a bit more I decided it was something I could do. I have three young children and I think now is a good time for me to see if this is something I want to do longer term. Continue reading