It was just after 6pm when we left Morecambe in an old Range rover towards the Lakes and Fells of Northern England. The Rover, aptly named on the number plate ‘Big Butt’ had flashed the first speed camera at 65mph through Carnforth when the primed police officer, itching to get his first ticket of the night shift, pulled us over to inspect us both with anal probes and torches. Luckily the government agent didn’t have any probes left, and he also wasn’t as sharp as us, we blagged our way through with riddles and contradictions;
“I was speeding?……….When did they build that school there?……Can I ring my lawyer?……..Whats your second name?………I dont think I have life insurance?……”
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