Yesterday, toodling along the Eastern Avenue in Ilford with a man with a blue light on his head, riding a BMW 50 yards or so behind me. Obviously time to be a good boy and do as the highway code says etc. Come to a junction with traffic lights where the road changes from a two lane dual carriageway to a three lane dual carriageway. I'm in lane two, the new lane come in from the right, so lane two become the middle lane. The cage in front in lane one decides to join middle lane right in front of me. No signals just pulls out, bit daft thinks I but no real problem, just had to use the brakes a little faster than normal BUT Mr Policeman thinks otherwise, he pulls up beside said cage, knocks on his window and starts to give him a bollocking, moved closer to hear the telling off. 'Didn't you see that motorcycle etc'. Cage driver starts to make excuses, copper raises telling off level from 6/10 to 9/10, I thought he was going to book him. I smiled for a long time, thank you Mr Policeman. Brian