Tuesday, September 25th, 2007
What a week - I was arrested ... By Paul Knight
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What a week… I would say “why does it always have to happen to me” but I think I would be underselling all the horror, suffering and global disasters that takes place and affects millions…

so I wont, however, it has been one of those weeks that at least makes you think that and makes you believe that you are the only one to have such sh*tty luck.

It started with the lose of my bank card, a small plastic card that without it, you can not draw money from a bank out of hours, you can’t pay for stuff online and you cant collect goods that were paid and secured by it… it’s a f*cking pain in the arse to be without it… let alone think who has it and what bills on they running up on it… luckily I reported it in time but then had to wait three working days for the replacement… no cash in my pocket, living off of other peoples generosity until I could access my account once more (I thank you all)… This was compounded by a new manager I took on at work, I am currently in the Healthcare sector, and therefore having a lot of dealings with Hospitals, you know those big buildings that treat sick people…??? Anyway, this person came for an interview, armed with a very impressive CV, very enthusiastic and full of vigour… in fact they showed so much promise, an offer was made there and then. In this day and age, a job offer made at interview stage, that’s unheard of… usually it’s a minimum of 3 interviews and then an offer but this was instant… the commitment we showed them was returned with an almost instant start… the person lasted 2 days… the person quit because whilst being shown round a hospital, they witnessed someone with a foot missing (imagine that, an injured person in a Hospital… who would have thought it???), apparently it gave them nightmares… I would love to see they DVD collection… So now I’m down a manager, the restructure plan tapped to the back of it was now shot, I didn’t even have my bank card so I could run a tab and drown my woes… then just when you think ‘what next?’ along comes the big one… I WAS ARRESTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’ll correct that, I was called in “to help with police enquiries” on a couple of unsolved cases from over 20 years ago… why you may ask…because the true events my book is based on offer a few more answers then their own investigation many years before. THIS ISN’T A GOOD THING!!!!

It seems my thinly disguised attempts at hiding people’s true identities when telling the events around certain robberies, murders and other illegal activities were seen through (although the word on the street is they pulled in other people to help them decode it) and my descriptions of it all is a little too detailed not to know something more… like actual people involved, clues to certain criminals on the run etc… I told them that they must have an even bigger over imaginative mind than mine to believe that I, an honest; law abiding author could hold so many answers to some of the biggest crimes that went down in British history. I told them that I felt victimised and if they wish to continue to accuse me of such acts that I should have my legal representative present and they better have a whole lot more proof than a copy of my ‘fictitious’ book in their hand to charge me with anything. This response didn’t go down well with the special crimes unit that were hoping to put the heat on some cold cases (see what I did there, heat, cold cases…. that’s why I’m a writer…lol)… 8 hours later I was allowed to go on my merry way… threats of being charged with withholding evidence and obstruction of justice were banded about but in true police style… they warned me that they would confiscate my mobile phone, PC etc to track phone numbers and email addresses… fancy warning someone who they feel is more connected than most would suspect that they are coming for certain things… It’s a wonder how they close any cases with that kind of detective work… still, bless their little cotton socks… they try… I told them they should hold off on their investigation because I have a sequel planned for release next year and they might be able to make their quota of successful convictions for the rest of the decade… Muppets!

Then a day later, I’m charged £25 for a train ticket that is advertised online as being £14.75, so I argue the case with the ‘one’ representative, Brian, and in turn miss the train… I then go to the nearest cash point for some cash, using my newly sent out replacement card, the cash machines crashes, freezes, whatever the technical term is and eats my card… I have no credit on my phone to tell the person I was meeting on the other end of my £25 train journey I was running late and I am back to the same point I started the week off at… I spent most of the next day in bed… I figured not a lot could happen if I didn’t get up and face the world… but then the gods made up for it this morning… because the minute I left my house for work, the skies opened up and the rain began to fall… causing me to get soaked through with a knock on affect of causing issues with the late running of the trains, so I end up late for work… I can only hope that things start turning around for me from this moment on…

Despite it all though… I still managed to stay frosty…. Hope you are all doing the same and I’ll keep you updated on the police front.