”Riot police smashed their way into my home and left me traumatised’

https://www.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/news/greater-manchester-news/riot-cops-smashed-through-door-29883143

Posted by LazyPoet1375

7 Comments

  1. Riot police smashed their way into a home – before telling them they’d ‘got the wrong address’.

    “As they were talking to me, it became more and more apparent to them they had the wrong address. One of them asked if I had a dust pan and brush and a hoover so they could start cleaning the glass up.”

  2. Dry_Sandwich_860 on

    They shouldn’t have to lift a finger. The police should be taking care of everything. No one can afford to take the time off work it would take to deal with this. Why isn’t it in the national news?

  3. So they’re forcing him to claim on his home insurance? Meaning he now has to tick the box forever that confirms he’s claimed previously? Meaning higher premiums for the rest of his life?

    What a bunch of cunts. And they wonder why they command absolutely zero fucking respect.

    They’d be getting a bigger bill from me than the cost of the door and walls. Loss of wages, trauma, stress, damage, and money to cover increased insurance costs for the next x number of years. Expensive mistake by them.

  4. He’s lucky to get them doing something.

    I had a friend whos door was smashed off and they searched his house and found nothing.

  5. The police should have a huge bill for this. Putting everything right (It’s not being made anymore? You’ve a custom order from the manufacturer to do, you broke it you fix it.) They should also be paying for emotional damage, loss of wages, and a payment for the reputational damage that having your door smashed in by the cops causes. They won’t though, because this country seems to think protecting the police is more important than protecting ordinary people.

  6. BoxOfUsefulParts on

    Six police officers armed with a metal ram couldn’t get through my door. It has eight point locking into poured concrete. I was so scared by waking up to the noise I called the police. There was blood. They had to check I wasn’t an axe murderer. Or the victim.

    But they did damage the trim, the face of the door, the adjoining door and locking mechanisms. They reported it to the Council landlord for 24hr repair.

    That was about eight years ago. It is still not weather proof, or fire resistant. It points into the prevailing wind and I have measured its surface temperature at minus 8 (Centigrade for our US friends). A man with a hammer did carry out some brute force adjustments to get the locking mechanism to be less crunchy on the basis that the whole unit would be replaced so it wasn’t worth replacing parts.

    In response to many reports I now have a letter saying they (the council) will not discuss it further.

    I cannot replace the door as it is custom made and fire resistant (it was, think Grenfell). I cannot make more fuss with the council. I had a massive panic attack requiring beta-blockers at their offices on a simple matter last week. I am the epitomy of traumatised. (C-PTSD, the NHS are working on it, thank you for your concern).

    I am just left with another winter of windy door gaps and a council that won’t discuss it. It wasn’t even my blood. I was asleep.