20
On The Scent
(By L.W. Lower)
The N.S.W. Police Association wants different uniforms of lighter material, open at the neck, with a collar and tie. They also want black buttons and badges. They’ll be wanting feathers next. I would most certainly refuse to be arrested by a constable in a bow tie. And the possibility of being bailed up by a constable with a water-pistol full of eau de Cologne is not so remote as it seems.
“What do you mean by beaning that poor old gentleman with a bottle! You ought to be ashamed of yourself. I’ve a good mind to slap your face, you cad!”
“Oh, constable! How could you use such language to an old Goulburnian!”
“Were you at Goulburn? What year?”
“Last year. I matriculated in 1936, and have just completed a refresher course in the gaol bakery at Long Bay.
