This was the copper that called me one day and said he needed information on a potential assault of another lying two-faced shitbag, David Keid Wyld of Crowborough, a proven corrupt fantasist.
Jellyneck called me regarding an incident but failed to mention that he was only a volunteer special Constable.
After I slaughtered the case in court I thought I would see him around the area but no, I did not. It transpires that he is no longer a cozzer. He is no longer on the force, if indeed he ever was really.
When the case got to court Jellyneck didn't appear, and now I know why. I spoke to him again on the phone and he told me he couldn't talk as he was off work as his wife had Covid. A few months later we spoke again and he couldn't remember her having covid. Lie?
He had 'left' Sussex police 5 months before the case. Couldn't face it any more son?
You were wise to bail, we would have made mincemeat of your evidence. You would have heard yourself in court too as even though no recording was presented by the prosecution, surprise surprise! I recorded the entire interview at the time, even you saying that a wave of the hand can be deemed an assault!!! Lol
See the previous post regarding both the Fantasist and the Jellycopper for more details. https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/7834217430555475758/184262959584160979
I can confirm that David Keid Wyld is, surprisingly, alive and walking around town. I am amazed that he hasn't upset and annoyed someone else and paid the price directly.
Here he is when he wanted to exhume his wifes body because he couldn't buy the plot next it.
So much for Rest In Peace? He must have his way musn't he. I bet he made her life hell.
I was standing in Waitrose deciding what newspaper to buy when I saw this little fat cunt walking my way. Still wearing a tan bomber jacket and a pair of fawn jeans as per the picture above. Probably his only clothes. I turned to face him head on and gave him the death stare. He stopped dead in his tracks and then shot up one of the aisles.
I watched him walking really fast at the other end of the aisles towards the Street doors and he ran out and most likely ran to his car, like the spineless shitbag he is.
I few weeks later I saw him visibly slump and start shaking as I stepped into the Waitrose lift with him. We went up to the ground floor and he ran like a child out of the building.
Spineless, worthless toad.
