Been slow going here on the blog. When you are doing things, you don’t always have time to write about them.
That’s why I have so much admiration for Britain’s first blogging chief constable, Richard Brunstrom, of North Wales Police.
Richard not only holds down what must be a very busy job, he is writing a blog AND working on his weekends.
On Saturday, for instance, which “should have been my day off, but my wife’s away, so I can sneak off to have some fun”, he did indeed sneak off to have some fun.
Where did he go? The beach, perhaps? The pub? The North Wales branch of the Sons of the Desert/Laurel and Hardy fan club?
No, he went out with the force’s Automatic Number Plate Recognition team.
“We did a twelve hour stint on the A497 in the outskirts of Pwllheli, in baking sunshine…The camera read 5891 number-plates, from which we had 321 ‘hits’, resulting in us stopping 109 cars.
“During the course of the day the team arrested 22 people, mostly for possession of relatively small amounts of cannabis.”
That’s dedication, isn’t it?
But I have a concern about blogging coppers on stakeouts, computer on lap. Doesn’t all that jam and sugar from the doughnuts make the keyboard all sticky?
Our obsession with the weather has soared to breaking point this week.
TV journalists have been sent out all over with little digital thermometers and national newspapers have devoted front pages to how to apply suncream.
Weather in Beirut today, I see, is 31C. And miserable.