tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632066603779000512.post457337655240706070..comments2023-08-16T00:25:03.236-07:00Comments on have me pompeii your town: bustedChris Almondhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13107791774450498377noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2632066603779000512.post-85553797067665184942008-09-14T08:34:00.000-07:002008-09-14T08:34:00.000-07:00ah, what a coincidence. A similar thing happened t...ah, what a coincidence. A similar thing happened to me saturday night. We had just been to a big party, celebrating my sister's 60th birthday party. She had hired a hall in a town unfamiliar to me. Drove through road works, followed diversion sign. Hooting from behind, blue lights of police car. Stopped, politely waited for policeman who had some objection to way I was driving. A lot of questions. No handcuffs - this is england. Had to do breathalyser test. It said zero alcohol. the party was a bit short on free glasses of wine & I had not bought any at the bar. Phew! The cops had been waiting to catch revellers. I had to sign a paper. Essentially they had checked database, found nothing wrong, no reason to bust me. Reason for stopping me: "Manner of driving." (i.e. could not find any offence to book me with.) I think they had to give out these null tickets merely to justify their existence.<BR/><BR/>But just before the breathalyser test he mumbled something: "I must warn you that mumble mumble mumble." I asked him to repeat it slowly. "If you refuse the test you will be arrested."<BR/><BR/>I would not be so foolish. In the old days they would have apologized for wasting our time. These days I found myself thanking them for letting us go.Vincenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18297306807695767580noreply@blogger.com