rhb
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This actually reminds me of another Savage tale. Quite a few years ago the Royal Windsor Horse Show was held on Home Park Public on the rugby and football pitches alongside the river. In those days the elsan toilets provided for the visitors were made up of 8 triangular shaped cubicles attached to an octagonal tank full of elsan/shit/piss. My armed protection colleague, "Sarah", needed a wee so went to the toilets (her description follows) as she readied herself to sit upon the throne her Glock slipped from her pancake holster and plopped into the vat of e/s/p. Luckily for her, there was a gentleman on standby for pumping out duties and he was able to don some super long rubber gloves and do a lucky dip in the vat. A thorough rinse under the tap and it was back in service. Again as a footnote- Thankfully it was all intact and no one need ever know about that.
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Was rewatching Spaced the other week & the reference to this scene was great:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3KfnPHiTqY
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Constable_Savage
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MP5s, LMT M4s and baton guns were almost always boxed up in the safe. We were permanently armed with our Glock 17s as our primary function was patrolling and visiting vulnerable locations like MPs and Royal residences on our area. You wouldn't want to be caught with your pants down and no shooter to hand. It was just this one series of Cat As where we had to eat tooled-up. I suppose having your gun on your feet is quite a good method of remembering it's there.