There has certainly been a lot of fuss about the book, but before you all start to think that I did it all as some sort of master plan to undermine the forces of law and order, please try and remember that it's only a funny book about the police. Writing it was the second best thing I've ever done.*

I finished in the police at the very end of June this year and did the Pennine Way to celebrate (14 days, camped every night, took all my kit with me every step of the way). Since then I've been sorting out the move and planning media related stuff with my editor.

Finally, here's a picture of me looking incredibly smug after just having passed all the entrance tests for the Edmonton Police Service. I can't profess to be an expert about the EPS, I went on a couple of ridealongs (that weren't filmed as part of the documentary), and they seem like a good bunch. I hope nobody goes away thinking that I'm "disillusioned" with the job, because I'm not, I just happened to answer an advert in Police Review and one thing led to another (a bit like this blog really). The thing about the police is that once you've done it for a bit, it's difficult to imagine doing anything else, so I'm just hoping to be able to carry on with more of the same: it's a mistake to think that policing somewhere else in the world is going to be a paradise, free from the familiar pressures of manning, crime-recording and performance. It's not all about the job either, I'll only be three hours away from my brother, Ed, who's been out there for a few years and it's not too far away for friends and family to visit. I'm also looking forward to getting out into the Rockies and doing some hunting in the season.

So, to Foxy, Monkey Hands, Hess, Spaniels, both the Charleses, Tracy, quite possibly the most respected sergeant in the force and everyone else who had to put up with me, it's been a pleasure.

* The best thing I've ever done? Getting married. Mrs C. thanks for everything. If you didn't want me to do it I'd have given it up in a heartbeat.