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General Got 'tugged' by the finest...

Rustbucket

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Big BMW pulled in behind me in Dublin tonight and gave me the full treatment of blue lights and flashers.

Cop got out and did the slow walk thing up to the car..

' Your number plate lights are too dim to read and the lamps shouldn't be blue...

WTF? :confused: Colour matched plate lamps...thats a new one on me.

A quick walk around the back with Goliath standing silently pointing and by golly they are..Quite a neat looking job too. Very chavtastic but not me Officer.

The sprayers didn't take the lamps out before painting the bumper..10 seconds with a scraper and we have white lights again.
 
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A certain Croydon based entity gave me the same treatment too however mine were too thickly sprayed over that I had to buy new reg plate lights....

I was very peed off about it!!

My new resprayers are doing an excellent job. Research Garage Body Shop Fiat Dealership...
 
Mildly amusing thing happened to me with the law whilst dropping a mate off in Bristol in my B a few months ago..

Usual city centre traffic, just as I was on my mates street, there was a black audi a8 waiting to get up the street ahead of me while someone further ahead was doing a 3 point turn. I only needed to get half way up the street and park, so I cut past the audi and parked up, dropped my mate off.

2 minutes later the same audi came back down having turned around, parked in front of me and then set his blue lights under the grille flashing - unmarked car

Then he pulls alongside the passenger side and I roll down the window for the "chat"

"you can tell the driver when he gets back I didn't think much of that manoeuvre", he says

"I am the driver", I reply with my hands on the steering wheel

"And you can also tell him that if he doesn't get this thing shifted in the next 2 minutes I'll get him towed" (double yellows) he continues

"But I am the driver" I say again, hands still on the steering wheel.

"And you can tell him from me, he's lucky I'm busy or I'd be booking him!" he says

"Er, OK, thanks for that" I say, hands still on the steering wheel, then I drive off as soon as he's moved!

we're in safe hands here.....
 
In Dublin they travel in threes..

One reads
One writes
One keeps an eye on the two subversive intellectuals
 
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