Police called to Brighton children's fundraising event (From The Argus)

So while crime of varying kinds is rife, the Police clamp down on a few children having some innocent fun on their own doorsteps? Duh.

Well done to Sussex Police on clamping down on this kind of behaviour. The officers concerned should be given a bravery award maybe even the George Cross for their swift actions in dealing with this clearly dangerous gang of thugs.

Makes me wonder how my Mum and Dad are still at large. Would you believe that they let me play, alone and unsupervised, in the local woods and fields? They even allowed me to go to the local recreation ground and play on the swings! Which, by the way, were installed on asphalt and not soft rubber mats!

I have to say that I wasn't guilty of trying to raise money for charity though. Perhaps that was their saving grace.

God help us.

I appreciate that in the columns of the online Argus anyone who doesn't join in the ritual slagging off of Sussex Police is considered a bit of a freak by some, but doesn't this story allow assumption and prejudice to get in the way of the facts? For instance, the writer asserts that "someone living nearby appears to not have been so keen on the idea. " How? The police, when asked said that they just happened to be passing and saw a 5 year old apparently on their own. This "someone nearby " hasn't been identified, even by implication. All we know is that the grandparent of the 5 year old happened to be watching the child from a window. Obviously, in a position to react quickly if some pervert had come along in a car and snatched the child, then? And no-one says that the police told the kids to stop their fundraising... So, what's the gripe with the police on this one? Another slow news day, maybe?

"Maia, Sol, Isabella, Eleanor, Max, Sim, Ava, Mia, Scout, Teddy and Bessie"

wow - you couldn't just make it up could you !

BiggerH wrote:
"Maia, Sol, Isabella, Eleanor, Max, Sim, Ava, Mia, Scout, Teddy and Bessie"

wow - you couldn't just make it up could you !

Presumably their parents did!

What? No Ethel, Doris or Walter?

Even for the Argus, this is a sloppy piece of "Journalism".
Was the police called by a concerned member of the public who saw small children on their own in the street, or did the police get concerned after driving past?

Children should NOT be in the streets alone. When I was a child, I went shopping alone aged three, but those times are LONG gone.

Also, where does it say the police wanted the fundraising stopped? I believe they might just have wanted a responsible adult around.

Police bashing at it's most stupid level.

Those days are long gone - but why? More traffic on the roads for sure, but these kids seem to be behaving themselves, doing something worthwhile and learning to be good citizens. Good for them!

Good for the kids but as a parent I wouldn't leave my 5 year old on the street on his own as this article suggests.

Don't their parents see the news or even think about the risks involved?, maybe a group of kids are ok to be watched from a window but not a 5yr old on his own!

I dont see a problem with the police stopping to check an adult was present, actually I think it's a good idea for this type of parenting to be challenged. Maybe did the parents good to be told the error of their ways.

BiggerH wrote:
"Maia, Sol, Isabella, Eleanor, Max, Sim, Ava, Mia, Scout, Teddy and Bessie"

wow - you couldn't just make it up could you !

In some Countries this is legal

FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In them days we was glad to have the price of a cup o' tea.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
A cup o' cold tea.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Without milk or sugar.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Or tea.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
In a cracked cup, an' all.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Oh, we never had a cup. We used to have to drink out of a rolled up newspaper.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
The best we could manage was to suck on a piece of damp cloth.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
But you know, we were happy in those days, though we were poor.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Because we were poor. My old Dad used to say to me, "Money doesn't buy you happiness, son".
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, 'e was right.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye, 'e was.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
I was happier then and I had nothin'. We used to live in this tiny old house with great big holes in the roof.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
House! You were lucky to live in a house! We used to live in one room, all twenty-six of us, no furniture, 'alf the floor was missing, and we were all 'uddled together in one corner for fear of falling.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Eh, you were lucky to have a room! We used to have to live in t' corridor!
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Oh, we used to dream of livin' in a corridor! Would ha' been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woke up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House? Huh.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, when I say 'house' it was only a hole in the ground covered by a sheet of tarpaulin, but it was a house to us.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
We were evicted from our 'ole in the ground; we 'ad to go and live in a lake.
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky to have a lake! There were a hundred and fifty of us living in t' shoebox in t' middle o' road.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
Cardboard box?
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Aye.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.
FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
And you try and tell the young people of today that ..... they won't believe you.
ALL:
They won't!