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Today Seamus put up a post about us being recognised as ‘key workers’ on a fire station mural. I said that we weren’t really being honoured, but just that you can see a quarter of one of our Fleet of vans in the background of a photo of some firemen.

Jackie, my girlfriend, said that she was pretty certain that we weren’t on the official list of key workers too. But then she works in a hospital, so she can be a bit grumpy sometimes. Seamus pointed out that seeing as we had now expanded The Fleet to more than one vehicle per member, that we have a lot of keys to look after and so we did count. I’m so glad he’s running things, as I can be a bit of a ninny sometimes with this sort of thing.

Now the pubs are open, I put my dress uniform on and took The Interceptor down to the Peasant’s Arms in the village, to see if there was a key workers’ discount on Pint & Pie night. The landlord pretended he didn’t hear me and charged me full whack anyway – well at least he asked for quite a lot of money. The locals round the bar always snigger when I go in there, and he seems to charge me much more for my drinks than anyone else, but it is important to show the little people that heroes have downtime too. It’s a burden, but it’s just part of the enormous responsibility of my work. Just one man, trying to make a difference, one blue light run at a time.

Got a good blue light run in to Virginia water today, to rescue an old lady. I was at B&Q in The Interceptor, which is actually a bit further away so managed to blatt it across almost the whole county. Got there before everyone else too, #speed_demon.

I went to say hello to the SEBEV guys but they just looked sullen and  not especially pleased to see me. They perked up when the Salvation Army van arrived thogh. I’m guessing low blood sugar. Anyway, turns out she was still in the old people’s home, and they just didn’t count right when they did the rounds in the morning.

Seamus wrote a great post on the social medias though that made it look like we’d found and rescued her again, and we even got our picture on the SurreyLive website, so all round success. #justoneman #makingadifference #bluelightrun

Got a shout to Sussex and I was halfway down the A24 on blues before I realised it was just a search for a vulnerable person. #boringsnoring I left it to the weird dog people and the OrdinarySAR chaps and went back to my project. It’s a Fokker E.III Eindecker but I keep getting the parts stuck to my fingers when they should be being stuck together. One of the wheel struts went up my nose the other day, and I don’t think its come out yet.

Better keep it quiet as Piers says that too many model aircraft parts in the brain can be harmful. Bit naughty, but bluelighted it back to B&Q for some more superglue. No point in putting them on the car if you don’t use them #everydayhero #justoneman #searchandrescue

Another shout last night at Hampton Court. I like the jobs there because I get to have a really long blue light run across pretty much the whole county. I arrived early, as obviously none of the rest of the team have a response car, so I mooched about a bit to see if I could get my picture in the paper.

Once the team arrived we got rigged and launched the new speedboat, but because we were all looking at the press lady we accidentally launched into the Diana fountain.

Seamus looked really angry with me, but I got the last laugh (again!) as the policeman in charge said that was where we’d probably be safest. Another day, another thrilling rescue. Well, not a rescue in this case as the chap we were looking for turned out to be round his mums house, but another blue light run anyway!

Monday: Had a brilliant idea tonight watching Seamus’ latest TikTok video. The NHS seem to be getting a lot of love and attention each Thursday night, when all they do is drive around in ambulances. I bet they don’t even have a speed boat. Besides, Daddy says there are a lot of foreigners in the NHS.

Tuesday: I made some posters, but Seamus laughed and said I’d spelt rescue wrong. My first poster said “Lets give James the clap” and Piers and Seamus did that thing where they look at each other and laugh behind their hands. They told me that under no circumstances should I try to initiate a clap for SAR event on Friday. I’ll show them.

Wednesday. I used Daddy’s laptop to spell check and knock up some fliers for the street (he really does spend a lot of time searching for pictures of a Meghan Fox. I assume it’s something like an Arctic Fox. He’s such a fan of nature). Very pleased with them, and spent the afternoon putting them through every letterbox in the street.

Thursday. Put the blue lights on The Interceptor in the road. The neighbours always look at me funnily, even though they know I’m basically real emergency services. One of them is a firefighter, and he always just mutters stuff under his breath when I put the siren on in my drive. Once the clapping was done I shouted “Tomorrow night. Clap for SAR yeah?” to Mr & Mrs Rodrigues,  and the stroppy firefighter neighbour on the other side, but I’m not sure they heard me. They just sort of looked away and went back into their house shaking their heads.

Friday. Well that was a huge disappointment. I put The Interceptor out in the street and set the siren to “TSG-04” which is one of the really butch ones. I saw some curtains twitching so I know they were in, but NO-ONE came out to clap for me. Seriously, sometimes I wonder what I have to do to get people to see how I’m just one man, trying to make a difference. With a liveried sportscar.