Well

I've never been picked up by the fuzz but I have been swung round by the tits......

Over the years I've had a few run-ins with plod. Worst was where I was stopped riding a motorbike I'd rebuilt and had the book thrown at me. Pretty much every motoring offence bar drunk driving they could pin on a 15 year-old. But, to be fair, if I hadn't been cheeky - demanding to see their IDs (they were in plain clothes) they probably would have let me off with a warning. Coppers are like that. If you're nice and polite to them they'll generally let you off with a warning.

One of my first brushes with the law was when I was 16 and was stopped leaving a pub by a copper who was convinced I was under age. If I'd kept my wits about me I probably could have blagged my way through but I was a little pissed at the time.

"Name?" asked copper

"18" I mumbled.

"Date of birth?'

And, of course, I got this wrong and gave him a date that made me 21.

"Which football team do you support"

"Eh? Err - Newcastle of course"

"Well that accounts for your total lack of brains. Go on - bugger off" says copper.

What a nice man.

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Fri 6 May 2011, 6:21, 1 reply)

cheers

(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Fri 6 May 2011, 8:02, closed)