Overall: what is the point of this book? What is its purpose? The description of the book is very misleading to the readers as it gives readers false expectations. Author has not chosen a structure nor a plot. There is no development of the story, no journey from A to B. There is no backstory either. The book is just a collection of random snippets of no particular shape or size. There is nothing to tie the story together. What was author trying to say? There are no 'wow' moment, no chases, no dirty stories, just your average run of the mill bit. I understand that the author is very accomplished woman, but why did she write this book? It's not her memoir in terms of how she became what she is now. That would have been better. I gave this book 1 star, that's all.

Interessante Einblicke der etwas anderen Art, ein kleines, feines Buch voller Witz und guter Unterhaltung. Man vergisst fast, daß dies auf wahren Tatsachen beruht.

A fun, unexpected read. This is a light, breezy memoir with a lot of surprising twists.

Many thanks to NetGalley, the publisher and the author for my ARC. All opinions are my own.

A quirky shirt story about life as a trainee cop in Melbourne. Full of raunch, love, lust alongside the tales of crimes. A great read!

Wendy Wilkins was a member of Victoria Police for five years in the early 90s. She provides a series of vignettes about her experiences.

This reads more like the stories you might tell in a bar, rather than a book. This "book" has no structure. She never mentions why she joined, or why she left. The stories are unrelated, and there is no insight, no inner monologue, no searching for meaning or motivation. Which is,in fact, exactly like the Victoria Police members I know.

A lot of the stories told here are reflective of the Victorian Equal Opportunity and Human Rights Commission Independent Report Into Sexual Harassment (2015). Wendy Wilkins may not be aware of the amount of work that is going on to change the culture. This book is reflection of a particular time in the organisation. She talks repeatedly about car "accidents". There are no car accidents, particularity when the story is about someone who gets behind the wheel drunk and kills someone. That's a fatality, or a collision. While mentioning that the treatment of "aborigines" is unacceptable, she interchangeably uses the terms "aboriginal" and "aborigine". In fact, she is low key racist throughout, constantly identifying "crooks" primarily by their race.

She often seems to be trying for salacious, when honest and reflective would be more interesting.

All that said, I quite enjoyed it. It's set in the suburb I live in, in an organisation I am deeply familiar with. I think it would have been more interesting if Wendy had chosen to write a proper memoir, fully exploring her experiences, rather than this series of snippets of examined events.

This book is more of a memoir rather than a novel. It tells the happenings in the police academy. As one would expect there is an element of sexism In the police academy and the police force in general. The men seem to get a great deal of pleasure with tormenting the women and playing games on them. It also seems that the main character in this book has a lot of boyfriends and sex not only in the Academy but once she graduates from it.
One of the frustrating things about this book is that the author would go along and telling a story and then stop and say more on that a little later time. I didn’t understand why she couldn’t finish her thought at the time when what is happening rather than stop and say she would pick up the storyline at a later time.
One of the interesting parts of this book is that it explained various things that have been well working on the police force and the types of calls the police officers are asked to investigate.

The cover alone tipped me off: this is not the usual police procedural or memoir. The emphasis is on the sensational. I tried it anyway. There are some great anecdotes in here, and I've skimmed the book for the good parts, but this is not a book I can read from page on to the end.

I like the details about the Police Academy. Then comes a list of lovers, the heartbreak, and more anecdotes.

This is an episodic book with a vibe of meeting someone at a cocktail party who likes talking about her career and telling tales. Wendy Wilkins is a natural storyteller, and even what sounds like a tall tale has a ring of authenticity.

Sex, Love & Cops may not be everyone’s cup of tea, but as an Aussie myself; I was intrigued by the gritty and humourous content depicting the life of a Melbourne Cop. This will definitely be a book that appeals or doesn’t, but for me personally, I found it an easy read with interesting and often laugh out load moments.