I’m by day a box pusher, a picture rearanger if you will, I am a contributor to the destruction of the rain forests, a computer jockey, a shiner of trouser seats. whose output contributes nothing to society save the chance to throw another magazine into the recycling bin or give the cat a treat with a liner for her litter tray. I cannot feel proud of what I do and believe me I have tried , and I cannot feel fulfilled, I have tried that as well. 

My wife who is a teacher of children with profound and multiple learning dificulties makes a reall diference in the lives of those she touches and I am infinitly proud of her 

I have volunteerd, for the special constabulary, I have sat in classrooms, been hit with metal sticks, sprayed with CS gas, forced into armlocks, been handcuffed thrown to the ground and had my pressure points tickled. But I have passed, I am now a Special Constable. Today will be my first shift.