The imposing figure of the Police Commissioner: in a blue jungle-print baggy T-shirt
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October 14, 2013 at 12:12am
Here’s the Commissioner of Police, on board the Gozo ferry at 6pm this evening, chatting to Malta’s ambassador (designate) to Belgium, Labour Party mass meeting MC and Super One fundraiser/show host Ray Azzopardi.
An ambassador and Malta’s top policeman: such presence. Such style.
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Taghna lkoll.
My thoughts go back to that late gentleman friend of mine Vivien De Gray.
In his inimitable way and with that heavily anglicised accent he would have said ‘ dan really kumissarju?’.
Appointed by Mintoff, De Gray was unswerving in his allegiance and devotion to the Police Corps.
When sly Dom Mintoff attempted to manipulate him, his reply was momentous:
“I serve the Crown”.
He stood his ground in the knowledge that the unmitigated wrath of the monster that was Mintoff would descend upon him.
It did, and Vivien was proud of it till the end.
Is that T-shift some gift from the Bahamas?
You missed the boyfriend’s shoes.
Thought they were a miniature Costa Concordia.
Vivien`s stature was his forerunner. You could spot him from miles away in his smart appearance. His decorum would spell discipline. Most of all his knowledge of the law and case law was impeccable. All his instructions to the force was legally sound as were his decisions in matters of certain importance.
Vivian deGray’s stature as an uncorrupted and incorruptible Commissioner of Police with an unshakeable commitment to the maintenance of public order, was equalled only by his superb mastery of the law
When a crestfallen Governor sadly informed De Gray that he would have to go on the insistence of Mintoff and on the advice of the Office of the Attorney General a cool unperturbed De Gray simply begged to differ and advised the Governor to consult his superiors at the Colonial Office.
As a result when soon after Mintoff insisted “Either De Gray goes or I go” a relieved Governor just pointed his finger at Mintoff and told him “YOU GO!”
The Police Commissioner should have come to the MFCC to show his support to the exquisite show the Police Band gave at the Military Tattoo.
Why is it always like a 24/7 boys’ club with Labour? They’re literally in each pockets the whole time, in varying formations mind you, even during their free time, as per the photos here.
Safety in numbers? What are they afraid of, or rather why do they feel the need to stick together the way they do, as thick as thieves?
T-shirts on a men above the age of 50 look silly to me. As soon as I turned 50 I started wear shirts with classic patterns only. I like the British traditional style of shirts, they look very presentable. I only wear t-shirt on rare occasions, such as going to the beach.