Bits and Pieces

Saturday, March 19, 2005

Stung by the Police

In an effort to avoid becoming 'all blog war, all the time' lets talk about something else. Hmmm...

I got stopped by the police yesterday. I was sitting in my car taking a break from reading meters when they pulled up beside me. It was a typical English encounter with the police.

'Is there a problem, officer?'

'Afternoon, sir. Are you calling on houses?'


'And for what reason, sir?'

'I'm reading electric meters. Do you want to see my ID?'

'If you wouldn't mind, sir. Just to eliminate you from our inquiries.'

They're the most polite, and yet most suspicious, police force in the world. The guy's partner studied my ID like a hawk before they handed it back to me and drove away. I called a friend of mine and was laughing with him about it when the police car turned around at the end of the street. They sat there for five minutes staring at me while I was on the phone.

Turns out there are some dodgy characters working in the area. A couple of weeks ago a group of men in a van arrived at the house of an old lady and told here they'd come from a local carpet firm. She'd won free carpets for the entire house, but they needed to come in a measure every room. There's also a young woman getting into houses by pretending to be a meals on wheels service.

I'm so glad I live on a nice street.
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