My dad walked up and chatted to Norwell Roberts, as a youngster he was the first black copper I had ever seenBlack coppers were called that years ago.
a really nice bubbly chap who loved his job
he had a really difficult time with some of racist stupid element in the police force, but he held his head high and came through it
nowadays thankfully things have changed, you dont notice a copper for the colour of his skin
hes just another cop
later on we had a west indian policewoman in our area
she sparkled, but nobody messed her about and she could hold her own with the local yobs
I think she grew up with 4 huge brothers