Mark Andrews on Saturday: Tattoos, terriers and Piers Morgan's new-found likeability

She says she had dreamed of becoming a bobby since childhood, which makes you wonder why she didn’t consider that before turning herself into a human chameleon.

Of course tattoos should not be a bar to joining the police. Those who suggest otherwise would do well to remember the debt we all owe to the young men – many with tattoos – who served their country in both the First and Second World Wars. But there is a world of difference between a few regimental badges on the biceps and looking like a character from The Addams Family.

Miss Westoll, who also has a stud above her top lip, feels people are judging her. Of course they are you nitwit, that’s human nature. Go out of your way to look different to everybody else, and people are going to think you’re a bit strange.

These days everybody seems to be a victim. But it’s about time these snowflakes realised the world doesn’t revolve around their whims.

THE Staffordshire bull terrier is the nation’s favourite dog, at least among those who voted in an ITV poll for a television programme this week. Some will disagree, but it is a nice coup for the Black Country, as the breed originates from Cradley Heath.

What the popularity of this fairly low budget programme did highlight, though, was the remarkable bond between dogs and mankind.

So put yourself in the shoes of Karl Bate, who returned to his home in Wednesfield to find that not only had he been burgled, but that the thieves had stabbed his beloved dog to death. Heartbreaking really doesn’t cover it.

By definition burglars are a pretty low form of humanity, but surely even most of them would scruple before taking a knife to a small defenceless animal.

Let us hope the despicable coward who committed this horrible crime is caught as soon as possible, and feels the full weight of the law.

Sometimes you wish that people were more like dogs.

A YOUNG man called Ross Greer, who has somehow wangled his way into the Scottish Parliament, has made headlines following a blazing row with Piers Morgan in which he called Winston Churchill a racist mass-murderer.

Ross also called the Good Morning Britain presenter ‘honey-glazed gammon’, but hey, if you can’t insult Morgan, what can you do?

Silly little boy Greer, who should really be an extra on the Inbetweeners, typifies so much that is wrong with Britain today.

He dropped out of university without finishing his degree, has never had what most of us would call a proper job, and receives £62,000 a year from the taxpayer for sitting on an overblown county council and spouting this kind of drivel.

Apologies for repeating myself, but think about how less than 80 years ago men his age and younger were putting their lives on the line to give Ross the freedom he enjoys today.

We keep hearing about alleged Russian influence in the US presidential election, but perhaps the real question should be whether Piers Morgan has interfered with the Scottish vote.

Because in one week, this Member of the Scottish Parliament has done what nobody has managed in decades. He’s made Morgan seem likeable.