bikes and things

A rather amusing post found via Twitter earlier of a slightly overzealous young rozzer. This reminds me of the operation going on this week in London stopping cyclists and telling them to wear high vis and helmets.

Whilst indulging in a spot of the obligatory DIY today I discovered I needed a few more bits and bobs, blowtorch, flux, joints etc… I could not get the car out for a ‘quick’ 6 miles to the shop as the community skip lorry was doing its thing so I took the jolly old – new – racing bike for a spin. Flashing along and wanting to turn right over the bridge system I crossed the four lanes to take up position for the giratory road system. Pulled up at the lights and waited, not bothered by and not bothering anybody when up pulls a plod car, the window goes down on the drivers side and a head pops out.

Young Plod – “Nice bike you’ve got there”
Me – “Yes”
Young Plod – “Going out for a ride”
Me – “Yes”
Young Plod – “Where you going”
Me – “Over there”
Young Plod – “You know you’re in the wrong lane”
Me – “How’s that”
Young Plod – “You should be over there” – Points to the near side lane four over
Me – “Can’t turn right from there”
Young Plod – “It’s dangerous to ride your bike in this lane”
Me – “Be a lot more dangerous turning right from over there”
Young Plod – “Is it yours”
Me – “What”
Young Plod – “The bike”
Me – “Yes”
Young Plod – “You’re not wearing cycling clothing”
Me – “No” – wearing old combats, boots and sweatshirt, very dirty as had been crawling around under the floorboards.
Young Plod – “You’re not wearing a helmet either”
Me – “No”
Young Plod – “Just pull up over there for me”
Me – “Why”
Young plod – “I want a word with you”
Me – “What for”
Young Plod – “Don’t argue”
Me – “About what”

At this point young plod had had enough and tripped his blue lights…

Read on, it gets better.