Post by hans1928 on Jan 12, 2010 17:46:05 GMT
Albert, had been brought up "rough", his father, was a cruel man, his mother Gwendoline, a kind woman, had not had a good life, Albert had a sister, she had left for other areas, when I first became involved with Tettenhall Wood, as a Police officer.. Albert had spent 8 weeks in the Grenadier Guards, before being "discharged". His problem alcohol, and when not available Meths, the forerunner, of our drugs problem. Albert, had appeared before the magistrates that many times, that he and I had lost count. I go him two jobs he lost them both. With the death of his father. I thought things would improve, they did, for a short while.His mother, relieved of the drain of her husband, tried to bring Albert back. to normality It was not to be/I arrested him 7 more times, found him drunk on the Holloway at Compton, in a thunder storm. The rain, ran down the gutter, through Albert, and continued on its way. With the help of a bus conductor, and changing the route of the bus, I got Albert to Tettenhall Police Station. Then followed the usual routine, to Tettenhall Magistrates. Without prompting, Albert answered his name, stood to attention in the large ammunition boots , he always wore, and said, Guardsman Albert Edward N.... Sir. Invariably the sentence was the same. I months imprisonment. Then for 4 months, no sign of Albert at P Cottage, Mill Lane. No one had seen him, Mrs N.... was seen working and in good health. It was too good to be true. He has been in Birmingham with a friend. He returned. Three days later, I was riding my cycle in School Road, Tettenhall Wood, when I saw his opposite neighbour. "Officer, Mrs N... not seen for 2 days. No fires in he grate" I went to the Police Pillar in School Road, and reported the facts. Sergeant Wassell, said he would join me at P........ Cottage. I went there, and checked the doors, all locked, looked through the window, could see nothing. The Sergeant arrived. A decision was made to knock down the door. It proved to strong. A ladder was brought over from a neighbour. I climbed the ladder, and got into a bedroom, through the window. I went to the top of the stairs, they had no steps, they had been broken up for firewood. I lowered myself gingerly as far as I could and dropped. I could then see Mrs. N.... apparently dead on the floor, blood everywhere, and a blood stained bottle by her head. I opened the front door, and let the Sergeant in. The Sergeant, went to inform the Superintendent at Willenhall. He said, "See if you can find Alb ert." I had a good idea where he would be. In the disused huts in Dippons Lane, recently vacated. I searched them all, finding him, eating a cold bacon sandwich, with his large coat draped around him. He was 6ft 2 inches tall, and over 18 stones, a formidable adversary. I went to him and Said, "Albert Edward N.... I am arresting you for the murder of your mother, Gwendoline." I cautioned him, He said, "She was nagging me, so I hit her". I asked him to put out his hands. He did. I handcuffed him. I walked him back to the junction of Longlake Avenue and Dippons Lane. At that moment. I saw a large car, a Rolls Bentley approach. I knew it was the property of Miss, Daisy St Clair Mander, J. P., The Mount. I stopped the vehicle, and asked Miss. Mander if she would assist me to remove Neale. She immediately AGREED. She took me straight to Tettenhall Police Station. Only PC Keating was on durty. The Sergeant had returned to the scene, with the pathologist. I got Pc Keating to enter Albert in the Charge Book, charged him with wilful murder of his mother. Cautioned him Placed him in the cells.
The Superintendent then arrived. Tore a strip off me, for charging Albert. It was the Superintendents job. He did not alter the entry however. Post Mortems witnessed. Initial court appearances, and commital to the Assize at Stafford. Then misfortune or otherwise. Professor Webster, Home Office Pathologist, stated that Mrs. N... had died of a heart attack, seconds before the blow to the head. Albert then pleaded guilty to unlawful wounding. Got 12 months imprisonment, later certified under the Mental Heal thAct.. I only saw Albert once more. Several years later, I was travelling through Stafford with my wife and child, walking from the Midland Red Depot, to Pitcher Bank, when I saw Albert complete with yellow trustee band, and 8 other men. I stopped, Albert was apparently pleased to see me. He said, "I am in charge of these loonies(his words)and I take them to the pub around the corner. They clean up the yard, while I have a drink.I feel Albert had found his niche in life. Strangeley the cottage was demolished several months later.The site is still there. Unused. I often wondered, how the property had been dealt with in that fashion
The Superintendent then arrived. Tore a strip off me, for charging Albert. It was the Superintendents job. He did not alter the entry however. Post Mortems witnessed. Initial court appearances, and commital to the Assize at Stafford. Then misfortune or otherwise. Professor Webster, Home Office Pathologist, stated that Mrs. N... had died of a heart attack, seconds before the blow to the head. Albert then pleaded guilty to unlawful wounding. Got 12 months imprisonment, later certified under the Mental Heal thAct.. I only saw Albert once more. Several years later, I was travelling through Stafford with my wife and child, walking from the Midland Red Depot, to Pitcher Bank, when I saw Albert complete with yellow trustee band, and 8 other men. I stopped, Albert was apparently pleased to see me. He said, "I am in charge of these loonies(his words)and I take them to the pub around the corner. They clean up the yard, while I have a drink.I feel Albert had found his niche in life. Strangeley the cottage was demolished several months later.The site is still there. Unused. I often wondered, how the property had been dealt with in that fashion