OT Sort of, it is about speeding

That's precisely the quality of reply I'd expect from you, when in
troll mode.

 

Is that Trolling as in "saying what I think"?

Where exactly did I say there are no consequences and that people should not
expect to or prepare for dealing with them?

 

On Tue, 2 Mar 2010 14:38:57 -0000, "'Hog"

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When are you emigrating?

 

I've often shared driving on trips, if a NIP came along later and
wanted to know who was driving at a particular location or time I'd
not have had a clue.

 

I don't need to yet, I'm still on the winning side.
Not that one hasn't planned ahead IYSWIM

 

The trouble with that one was that they only had two of the crims on
film but if the innocent parties had protested they'd have had to have
stayed in Germany for a few more days before going to court to argue
their case.

It was easier to carry the can for the bad bastards at the back. I
still don't know how the **** they thought a naked fazer thou could
keep up with all those sports bikes.

 

The correct answer is ALWAYS the one with a non GB licence

 

Oh, I bet you would. You'd remember roughly where on the trip you swapped
over.

B'sides, every time I've been photographed, I've known it _there_ and
_then_.

 

And the squared-off tyre, don't forget that one from the book of big-i-
am.

 

Are you on drugs? Or perhaps have forgotten to take some?

 

Why do you say that?
It was speeding offences we were talking about, right?

 

They do the same thing in murder cases. Two parties, one wielded the
knife or gun, each blames the other, they both go down.

 

As long as you don't get done for a ban, on totting-up.

I'm pondering how far I'd go to preserve a licence I knew might be
cremated.

Many, many moons ago I helped a mate forge a cover note (remember
them?), so I daresay quite a way.

 

In my legal training days, I spent a few days hanging around the Old
Bailey.

One of my favourites was the pair of blaggers who screeched to a halt
outside a bank, and leaped out of their van, all mob-handed. And who
were, amazingly, succesfully tackled by a pair of off-duty policemen who
just happened to be strolling past.

Their defence was that they thought the van had a flat tyre and they'd
baled out of the van at high speed to fix it. They tried arguing that
they were going to use the pick-axe handles as levers, because they
didn't have a car jack. It didn't work.

My all-time favourite was the Asian gentleman whose house burned down
and who found himself on an insurance fraud and arson charge. Seems that
his gaff went up like a torch, but the neighbours were still awake when
it did so - 2am or something like that.

They ran for the house, and were startled to see the lights come on down
on the ground floor, and all the accused's extended family rise, fully
dressed, from camp beds and sleeping bags and troop out of the house
carrying neatly packed suitcases.

Guilty.

 

"surrender isn't an option".

You sound like you're one of those guys that sits in the pubs and tell
stories that you're not supposed to about when you were in the SAS.

 

If the police genuinely couldn't identify which of us it was then we'd
simply go for who had the fewest points.

 

Oh lord. Having access to computer equipment before Plod and the Beak had
heard of it was a forgers dream. Cover Notes we de-rigueur.

 

Ah.
It was a comment related to crossing enemy territory in winter IYSWIM

Not that I don't take any encounter with Britain's Finest as a personal
challenge.

 

Wait until he starts telling his stories about how they chased the
provos out of their local chip shop.

 

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