Athy Posted January 3, 2018 Share Posted January 3, 2018 What exactly did, or do, these boxes contain? A telephone? A supply of spare truncheons? A chemical bucket-and-chuckit loo? A gas ring and kettle? A chair? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
boginspro Posted January 3, 2018 Share Posted January 3, 2018 40 minutes ago, Athy said: What exactly did, or do, these boxes contain? A telephone? A supply of spare truncheons? A chemical bucket-and-chuckit loo? A gas ring and kettle? A chair? The telephone could be accessed through a small door on the outside so that as well as giving officers contact with the police station, the public could also use it in emergency. There was also a first aid kit similarly accessible. On the inside I think they were quite basic, there was a desk and stool for officers to right up notes and reports, restrain a prisoner, or take a break. The light on the top was controlled from the police station so could be used as a signal to the beat officer. I believe he would report in from there every hour. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Voldy Posted January 3, 2018 Share Posted January 3, 2018 Back in the 40's a bicycle was kept in the box at the junction of Moonshine Lane with Raisen Hall Road at Southey Green. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
boginspro Posted January 3, 2018 Share Posted January 3, 2018 35 minutes ago, Voldy said: Back in the 40's a bicycle was kept in the box at the junction of Moonshine Lane with Raisen Hall Road at Southey Green. That's a reminder, thanks, you often saw a bicycle propped up at the side of one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tina Posted February 2, 2018 Share Posted February 2, 2018 On 12/4/2011 at 17:18, ukelele lady said: Looks like Howard Road / Commonside maybe. it was on common side i remember it very well Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fentonvillain Posted February 17, 2023 Share Posted February 17, 2023 This is my personal record of starting out as a young copper with my mashing can in my haversack in Central Division in Sheffield. Police Dog-gerel. There is a mystery, a litany of names I come to learn, As when I take my place in that great establishment They call Police. My uniform, of serge and midnight blue, with shirt and collar, too, With cape and greatcoat well supplied, I heave it on and wear with pride. A stick, a pair handcuffs strong, I march to face the public throng, Earnestly to right all wrong. But first I have to learn the lines, A poem of historic times, Each a name I must rehearse. These names a street or place bely, Some so odd you wonder why, But soon it all becomes a piece. These names will ring to city folk a chord, a bell, a laugh, a joke. And yet they are a litany. From Bow to Eldon, Moorhead, Lansdown, Sharrow, and Town Hall These are the places I will call, the places no man mocks, For these are places Where the law is kept, The place they call The Beat Box. Bridgehouses, Infirmary, Ellesmere, Wicker, Nursery and Fitzalan. Hereford and Leveson, Gower and Broomhall, All these names I call, Midland, Granville, Christ Church, All Saints, Places holy, Park Hill and Sheaf Pomona, Bow and places lowly, Exchange and Midland I could go on But learn I must. From each of these I pound the beat, In boot or shoe With aching feet A hundred years and more They’ve stood, watching over Neighbourhood, They’ve seen their bobbies come and go, Seen the street life’s ebb and flow, Seen the snow and gale-born rain, Seen the hurt and seen the pain Of folk whose need is plain. A missing child, a stolen bike, A drunken neighbour, Noisy Tyke, The Police Box is to all A place to go whenever Winds of misfortune blow They come and ask, The Innocent, the course and rude, the blustering fool, the helpless in their downcast mood. Often painted cream and green, The police box is a scene Now gone. But still the memory Lingers on, of sandwiches at 2am, Luke warm tea and then a scone And once again unto the night, Watching ever, Keeping guard. Like shepherds watching flocks. I bless that place, the old Police Box. (PC 441 B Div 1961 -1964) STRICTLY COPYRIGHT 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Athy Posted February 21, 2023 Share Posted February 21, 2023 On 31/12/2017 at 18:58, Unitedite Returns said: I'm pretty sure that it is a police box, and I believe that Sheffield had a number of these 'mini-police-stations' once upon a time, although nowadays, only one, that by the Town Hall is still retained in its original location. I was once told that they were called Sillitoe Boxes,after Percy Sillitoe, one time Chief Constable of Sheffield, although as to whether he introduced them, I cannot say. In 1926 Percy Sillitoe became Chief Constable of Sheffield. He was credited with authorising "reasonable force" to break the hold of criminal gangs. Below, is a closer photograph of another one, long-gone, seen standing here, on West Street, between the junctions of Holly Street and Leopold Street, Sheffield, on 24/10/1953. An appropriate destination blind on the tram. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LeadFarmer Posted July 28, 2023 Share Posted July 28, 2023 Taken stood on Boston St at crossroads with London Rd (going left/right) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SteveHB Posted July 28, 2023 Share Posted July 28, 2023 7 hours ago, LeadFarmer said: Taken stood on Boston St at crossroads with London Rd (going left/right) The same PCB (Police call box) seen from a different angle, the Pub background left is the Derby Hotel, picturesheffield.com/s13637 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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