If you are looking for Glamour, Gadgets and Grissom you won't find them here. Forget what you think you know about 'Forensics', these are the tales of one man and his brush. Of course these views do not represent the views of any Police Force or indeed reflect any Force Policies ya da ya.

Thursday, 21 February 2008

A Small Shower

It's 10 minutes from clocking off time on the Friday night late shift, I'm checking all the open logs to see if anything drastic is coming in that might require my services before I slip out the door. One of the worst things about being on call is getting the key into the door of your house only for the phone to ring beckoning you back to work. The list doesn't reveal any immediate cause for concern, there is a big job going off in one the High St Pubs known for Drug Dealing, but they won't need me there surely? otherwise they would have let me know in the planning stages (ahem!).

To be fair, initially there would have been no requirement for me, but in between 30 odd officers bursting through the doors and climbing walls of the local, somebody threw a firearm into the beautifully landscaped bush that is the focal point of the beer garden. So halfway home the phone rings (after pulling over safely and turning the engine off) I answer the call and soon I'm driving in the opposite direction back to work.

At the scene, most of the remaining clientèle are being searched for contraband and are leaving for another Pub, the bush in the Beer Garden is dramatically cordoned off with Police Tape. I am informed by the Sergeant heading the raid that Firearms Officers are tied up with other incidents across the force and may be a while. I can't do anything with the Gun until it is made safe by Firearms, so I start racking up some photos in the dark, this usually takes a while in the low lighting conditions but I had the comfort of not being rushed so I ambled along at my own pace. Once that's finished, still no sign of Firearms and I am informed again that it going to be a few hours. I look at the sky to see if the weather is going to be a problem, it's a beautiful summer's night, not a cloud in the sky and I'm walking around with a t-shirt on and I've still got a bit of a sweat on, not a chance of rain ruining my scene, but ever the professional I diligently place a large plastic bag over the gun, you know, just to be safe.

So I have done as much as I can, the pub is now closed and just a few officers remain so I take the opportunity to have a kip on one of the chairs in the 'snug', then a free game of pool courtesy of the worried landlord. A dog handler and his drugs dog arrives to do a walk through of the pub and garden to find any discarded un-dealt drugs. From my comfy seat I wave a half-hearted 'If you find anything give us a shout and I'll do some photos for you', I remain in my comfy seat in the snug awaiting Firearms so I can finish the job. Nothing more is found by dog and handler, unfortunately no one had informed him about the firearm in the bush, until after he let his dog relieve himself in the garden! I jump up from my comfy seat, the Dog Handler looks sheepish, it's not his fault really, someone should be preserving the scene properly instead of sleeping on the job!(although there was an officer guarding the beer garden). Luckily for me though my professional scene securing skills meant all we needed was a fresh plastic bag instead of a new gun. There was no rain only a small shower.

3 comments:

Inspector Gadget said...

I was promised faithfully by the CSI trainers at HQ that all Ruralshire CSI's are trained to make firearms safe.

However, the CSI's attached to F Division refuse to do so, saying they are not trained. Who is telling the truth?

As usual, you couldn't make it up.

CSI:UK said...

I'm not sure I would be totally comfortable making firearms safe to be honest, maybe that's their reason for the deception.

I don't think we handle firearms enough to become competent and confident enough to be responsible for our safety and other's.

Anonymous said...

I am always surprised at the myth that guns of themselves are lethal implements with a will of their own which can only be handled by specially trained people (lion tamer equivelents!) .

Automatic pistol: press magazine release button, remove magazine, jack slide back three times to ensure anything "up the spout" is cleared. Leave with slide locked open and magazine out

Revolver (not break top like Webley): press cylinder release latch. Tilt cylider clear of frame invert and empty rounds from cylinder. Leave with cylinder "out".

Revolver (Webley break top): press stirrup release latch and revolver will break open like a shotgun exposing rounds in cylinder. Empty cylinder. Leave open.

Before engaging in any of the above make sure gun not pointing at anyone or at anything which could cause a problem in the event of an accidental discharge. At ALL times keep finger outside trigger guard and thus away from trigger.

Bingo!