Two-year-old pearoast. Seems that I haven't had any run-ins with uniforms since then...
Riding home from work one night, I was surprised to see the old flashing blues behind me, and an official finger indicating that I should pull over. The usual panicky feeling, but as far as I could remember there was nothing wrong with the bike - paperwork up to date etc - so it was a bit of a mystery.

The two policemen emerged from the car, talking into their radios and looking severe. But as they got closer they seemed to relax, and were actually positively friendly. It turned out that there had just been an armed robbery nearby, and the "perp" was seen to escape on a bike which was similar to mine. The cop said that he could see that it wasn't me, so it was just a routine stop. All smiles and relaxed chat. But then it took a turn for the worse...

"So, if I can just have a look in your rucksack, sir, we can all be on our way."

Oh shit. Why today? Why did I have to get stopped today, of all days, with what I have in my rucksack. My blood ran cold, but there was little I could do: I'm sure I must have looked pale as I wriggled out of the straps and unzipped it.

The policeman reached in, then hesitated. He looked at his colleague, then pulled out the contents. This was it. It was all over.

They looked at the complete set of Status Quo albums, then handed them back silently and waved me on. Oh, the shame.

insert "criminal record" joke here
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 22 May 2013, 12:47, 4 replies)

a mate of mine had his car stereo nicked
and they took out the best of Status Quo tape from the player and left it behind

and took a selection of tapes from the car

it was robbery & musical critique
(sittingduck Attention seeking, bullshitting fuck-knuckle, Wed 22 May 2013, 12:50, closed)

When I lived in a shared house, we got burgled.
One chap found his camera discarded on the bed - they'd clearly picked it up, examined it, and rejected it. He was outraged!
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 22 May 2013, 13:52, closed)

Well if you're robbing from a car you take
whatever you want.
( Infidel , shit and wrong, Wed 22 May 2013, 15:46, closed)

I had my crappy old Nova nicked, some years ago. It was recovered (with a broken window and steering column) - and they'd left behind a "best of Tracy Chapman" cassette, which is more or less the musical equivalent of taking a dump on the driver's seat. The evil fuckers.
( Happy Phantom has been to Hastings, Brighton, and Eastbourne too, Wed 22 May 2013, 16:29, closed)