So this is a book that I discovered after Listening to Australian True Crime podcast with Meshel Laurie and Emily Webb. On the Australian True Crime podcast they previewed an episode of “Loose Units”, a podcast with Paul and John Verhoeven about Paul’s father John and his time in the NSW police force in the 80’s.
I was intrigued after listening to just one episode and straight away I started listening to the Loose Units podcast and boy was I glad that I did! I immediately loved the podcast and John and Paul do a great job referring to and spruiking their book all throughout their podcast so I finally capitulated and bought the book!
I wasn’t disappointed one bit. I already had an idea of what the book would be about and what to expect but with the book I got not only fantastic surprises with new stories being told, I also thoroughly enjoyed the twists that I didn’t see coming. It was also nice finally understanding what was being referred to in the podcast when references about the book are being made.
The stories told are somewhat fragmented by Paul “bringing you back in the room” as both he and his father discuss the particular story being depicted as Paul is writing it and I really enjoyed this aspect of the book. Knowing how both Paul and John needle and heckle each other in good humour on the podcast it was great seeing this peppered throughout the book as well.
John recounts some pretty heavy shit of his time during his career as a police officer and now as we, the public, know what we know about corruption during that time in the NSW police force, it was very intriguing getting the insight of a fresh faced rookie trying to make his career during that time.
With the bad comes the good and the hilarious stories and shenanigans that John gets up to gives fantastic comic relief, especially after reading a harrowing story that gives you pause to stop and think what was going through John’s mind at the time and how I would have a lot of difficulty dealing with what he had to see and live every day as a police officer.
What also comes through is Paul’s close relationship with his father and it shines through which is a beautiful thing to see. I commend John for putting it all on the line, dredging up stories from his past he would most likely rather forget and not only sharing with his son but with the general public.
I can’t finish this review without mentioning the true hero of the story, John’s wife Christine. Hard as nails herself I often chuckle about how strong a women Christine must be putting up with some of the shenanigans John got up to. I would thoroughly enjoy Christines commentary about some of the stories in this book so we can hear about it from her side (especially when she clobbered a bloke with a chair to save Johns skin) and I’m sure Paul will convince his mum to recount her own stories at some point.
A fantastic insight into a police officers career during a tumultuous time in the police force, Johns sardonic black humour always gave me a smile and a chuckle as I read. Rove McManus wasn’t wrong when he said that you will wish your own dad was a cop too.