Hi Astonian,
I remember Washwood Heath Police Station as I had been
a naughty boy, and had a caution administered there.
I had to attend on a Sunday morning, with my father, and
I remember the Inspector lecturing me for my misdoings.
Something he said touched my sad sense of humour, and
I laughed. He was not very happy, and my dad kicked me
under the table.
Happy days!
Kind regards
Dave