Police Constable John Moss –
Who are we dealing with here?
What sort of man was Police Constable John Moss? What do you imagine he was? A chinless wonder with no hope of promotion, the station stooge, the butt of all jokes? Or was he something different altogether? Intelligent, clear-sighted, physically strong, exact in his work and happy in the job.
For over seventy years we’ve been lead to believe that not only did Moss miss finding the matches, he also missed finding the Tamam Shud slip. Well, now we all know about the matches and how they weren’t there in the first place, it’s time to look at the TS slip problem from PC Moss’ position.
By the time Moss had to make his deposition the TS slip had been reported as found in the fob pocket of the trousers he’d searched over six months earlier. This no doubt had him the butt of all manner of sarcastic comment amongst his colleagues .. we’ve all seen the movie where cops are portrayed as mean-spirited and mob-handed when it comes to taking the piss out of a colleague perceived to be a bit of a dill so I’m reckoning Moss copped a fair bit for his corner.
So, here he is sitting down at a table looking at the TS slip, the trousers it was found in and a blank deposition waiting to be completed, witnessed by the Coroner and signed. Detective Sergeant Leane no doubt in close attendance, maybe all the Homicide dicks were in the room to watch the show. Canney, Brown, Strangeways, Gollan – the whole crew. Chuckle chuckle chuckle they chuckled, waiting for the moment of truth.
But the not so intimidated Police Constable John Moss knew exactly what to write.
Not, ‘I could not find the slip of paper with the words “Tamam Shud”.
He wrote, ‘I did not find the slip of paper with the words “Tamam Shud”.
There is more than a subtle difference.
Then he might have given them the same finger he used to search the fob pocket.
You know it makes sense.