Believe it or not, most of my interactions with the police during my life have been fairly positive.

That’s possibly because the police were more proactive and visible when I was younger and I was never more relieved in my life when two huge coppers stopped me and my friends from becoming statistics behind a Chinese restaurant in London.

I’ve been arrested once, when I was still in my early twenties on a case of mistaken identity.

It was quite amusing as there were cars, dogs and a load of coppers for me and a couple of mates who were on our way home from a night out.

I was arrested by a WDC and read my rights.

A tiny uniformed sergeant then decided that HE would take me in.

I was wedged between two monsters in the back seat and was then questioned.

After a minute or two, I said that I’d been told my rights and that I would now exercise my right to be silent.

This seemed to be a personal affront for him because he promised me a hard time in the cells.

Me being me, I couldn’t let that one go and I told him that I knew I was going to get a kicking but as long as he had the bottle to come into the cell alone, I’d take whatever was given when I finished with him.

I can still feel the shoulders twitching against mine as the two beasts in the back suppressed their giggles.

Nothing happened.

No charge, just very late home and straight into work.

That’s by the by.

The case of my Uncle, which went on for so many years and is all here –

In the end

Showed me the very best of the police, I can never thank them enough for the care and dedication that they showed.

The fact that Susan Auckland never went to prison wasn’t their fault, it was inter-force failings and it led to me writing my first ever letter to the Chief Constable of Cambridgeshire saying that his force had failed my uncle.

At some point I’ll be writing another letter to a CC, but for a different reason.

And I can’t say anything at all about the case, apart from the fact that it involves poor old Arthur again.

But, first a genuine question for you.

What’s worse:

Casual robbery – phone snatching, car theft, shoplifting etc.

Or deliberately defrauding the vulnerable?

For me, it’s the latter. Most small-time criminals are as thick as whale shit and once they’ve started down that path, I’d imagine that it’s hard to change.

White Collar fraudsters have had all the advantages that the phone thief never will and their crimes show a mindset that is beyond redemption.

Last week, I received a letter from another Police Force.

I wondered if I’d managed to speed in their patch before I opened it and was confused as I haven’t been through that county for years.

It turns out that before Susan got her hooks in, Arthur’s Financial Adviser had fleeced him and a large number of people for a LOT of money.

I rang the WDC who’d sent the letter and we had a good chat.

She had discovered Arthur’s part in the fraud by being diligent and good at her job, he fell below the threshold that the investigation was set at.

The fraudster has already been arrested and is likely to plead guilty at court, the CPS has the trial ready to go – more or less.

I’ll be there at the sentencing and I plan to make him far more famous than a simple court report ever could.

Properly famous.

The WDC gave me the details of the person at the company that this cunt worked for and they were fantastic.

At some point, they’ll pay the estate back what was stolen plus any dividends and interest that would be due.

Then the kicker.

The fraudster may have been doing this for THIRTY YEARS.

Like I said. He’ll he famous.

If you have vulnerable relatives, it may be worth checking in with them to make sure that they’re not being abused by somebody like this.

At some point, I’ll be giving more details and I’ll be writing to a Chief Constable to suggest that his officer gets an award.

Watch this space.