People often get my age wrong, 15 years was the best. (He's my new best friend).
Anyway went to advise someone about their driving.
Word to the wise if the Policeman hasn't got a pen and fixed penalty notice in his hand don't argue.
So a quiet word quickly turned to a direction to park it up over there, we'll talk.
Not really wanting to end up writing a ticket, I embarked on the ploy of "I'd rather educate you than stick you on"
Wrong
"you educate me, how old are you, sonny"?
Me "40"
Him "Oh 36"
Seeing how this was going. I thought kick him whilst he's down.
Me " Whats the largest vehicle you can drive?"
Him "7 1/2 tonnes"
Me "40 Ton, articulated and I'm a police driver"
Him deflated "Oh I drive for my living"
I though let him have that one, ignore the police car parked across the road.
We ended up agreeing that the cycle lane may be a bad idea but he was grateful when I told him that the council warden would be enforcing it and that whilst I could give him a ticket with three points on his license for going over the stop line, they'd just send penalty notices in the post with the usual charity they reserve for parking offences.
We shook hands and parted.
Friday, 7 September 2007
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