One early morning where yet again i couldnt sleep and was full of ridiculous energy, I thought taking a moonlit pushbike ride would be fun and maybe tire me out.
So I toddled off along the seafront, at around 3am there wasnt another single soul about and it felt like I was the only person in the world
Halfway down the promenade there was a mini roundabout leading to the high street
I thought as there was no-one around it would be fun to ride round and round the roundabout, building up enough speed to then freewheel with my legs out and going 'wheee' and giggling a bit.
I think it must have been around my 5th turn that I saw the stationary cop car that hadnt been there when I started, and the 2 cops standing there shaking their heads and I slammed on the brakes and promptly fell off my bike.
One of them helped me up and the other inspected my bike. I noticed he also looked in the baskets on the front and back.
Then the questions
'What are you doing?' Erm riding my bike
'Are you drunk?' no
"Are you stoned?" no
"why were you going round and round like that?" because it was fun
"why are you out at this time?" because i cant sleep
"Do you know you are a danger to other road users?" I look around and shrug at total absence of any other vehicle but them.
Then they crack a smile, wish me goodnight and suggest I should head home and not cycle round roundabouts over and over any more.
I cycle off back along the seafront, with nothing but the moonlight and waves gently washing up on the beach.
Until I turned to cycle over the railway bridge and the cop car suddenly appears out of the side road, turns on the lights and sirens as it passes me with the two guys inside grinning.
I managed not to fall off the bike that time, but it was close.
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Wed 11 May 2011, 23:50, 1 reply)

I'd have paid money to see you cycling around the roundabout going Weee!! :)

(SpangoTheWonderBadger is brewing beer, Thu 12 May 2011, 12:47, closed)