The above photograph is probably taken in the 1920’s although it’s a bit of a guess from everyone dress. When my grandfather Vic joined in Oct 1923 after he had completed his basic training he was posted to Dorchester and this is what he said.
“Some policeman’s duties were very irksome as there was a great deal of static work to be done during the day. We were engaged six days a week in doing point duty, which really means in anyone’s language “traffic control”. Whilst being stationed at Dorchester Borough, policemen were engaged without rest bite from 10 am until 8pm in three different shifts. Summer or winter it was an endless routine, it really was more like a punishment duty and the Sergeants knew the intimate likes and dislikes of each man. We used to dread the command of “ Pick up the town cross”, which meant that in effect one would bear his cross for the next 4 or 5 hours in traffic control. In winter time , in wind, rain and snow there was the solitary figure of the policeman faithfully carrying out this onerous task. The badly cut overcoat and tunic buttoned tightly around the neck, would cut into the armpits by the constant hand manipulation of his traffic signs. In extreme cold weather your arms became numb and your feet were like blocks of ice. The only rest bite we had was in the evenings after 8 pm when we allowed to leave the junction and patrol down South Street as far as Durngate Street , never too far away though in case of any emergency.”
He also told me that it was never possible to leave your point for a toilet break otherwise you would be in big trouble with your Sgt so you had to be very organised and considerate before stepping out in the road.