"bike" cops

Just seen one of The Met's finest heading down Brixton Hill - the
usual leathers + flouro jacket, and white lid, riding on a bike with
the usual blue/yellow colour chequered colour scheme, couple of
antennae and a blue light-onna-stick, extra blue lights at the front.

However it wasn't the usual Pan-euro or BMW type of thing, mind - this
was on a Piaggio MP3 - pretty silly looking.

 

A mate lived in Hucclecote, a suburb of Gloucester. It used to amuse me to
see the beat copper get about on his Honda Melody.

Of MP3s. I hadn't seen one moving before my trip to France a couple of
weeks ago. I encountered one in Reims. Firstly it ignored the "cedez le
passage" signs at a roundabout I was circulating, missing me by a fraction,
and then proceeded to block my filtering path as the rider was too chicken
to squeeze past a couple of cars. Ridden by cunts, obviously.

 

I've seen those around.

Even dafter was a mountain bike in Chiswick, decked out in full Met
livery, flashing blue lights on the front and a siren. A fucking siren.
I shit you not.

 

it was a first for me. I don't even really mind the basic concept of
MP3s, but it looked incredibly silly with the Battenberg-cake livery.

loads of mountain bike cops around The City, as you say with the full
nonsense installed.

In fact, pushing the whole concept firmly into "macho bullshit"
territory, the bikes they ride are made by Smith & Wesson.

 

He must have fucked up: worse than being last one to the doughnut shop,
he probably fell down on numbers of suspects shoved down the station
steps not up to target, 'cos the MP3 detail must be punishment duty
that calls for worse than Marble Arch points duty on a Friday afternoon.

 

I know what you're thinking. "Did he change down six gears or only
five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I kind of
lost track myself...

 

"being photographed with tattoos, taser, and his cum face on"

 

I can remember seeing a cop on some sort of Honda moped not too far removed
from a C75 around Milton Keynes in 1990.

--
Malc

Rusted and ropy.
Dog-eared old copy.
Vintage and classic,
or just plain Jurassic:
all words to describe me.

 

Leeds ambulance service have em

--


Nige,

'Candygram for Mongo'

R1

 

The Redway Patrol. Latterly demoted further to mountain bikes and
rationed doughnuts.

 

coat. now.