Picked Up By The Fuzz

Last night, while driving home from a meal, I got stopped by the police. The conversation was kind-of entertaining…

Hello sir. Do you know why we’ve stopped you?

Well, it’s half nine on a Thursday and there’s been football and rugby on, so I’m guessing that you think I’ve been drinking, because I’ve taken two roundabouts absolutely correctly, which is something that no other sod in Milton Keynes ever does

Yes, sir. You’re driving carefully and trying to not attract attention, so we think you might be over the limit. When did you last have a drink?

Ummmmm. June?”  (I’ve since realised I had one in September, but hey ho)

OK, can you blow into this device please

Yeah, no worries. I should warn you though, I’ve just eaten a brutally spicy curry, so it might melt the little plastic tube

I blew an absolute zero – same as I have on the other two occasions I’ve been breathalysed. And the tube didn’t quite melt, but it was close.  I’ve also now recommended the curry place to the local police, which has to be a good thing.

However, I can’t deny that it does gall me slightly that I’ve now been pulled over twice in my driving history – and on both times, it’s been for driving properly and to the limits/conditions, rather than anything that’s actually wrong to attract attention.

2 Comments on “Picked Up By The Fuzz”

  1. Blue Witch says:

    That is outrageous. You should complain. Except that we all know what happens to those who complain about the police… They get targeted and pulled almost daily.

    Bet you wouldn’t get pulled so much if you were in a shiny 65 plate…

  2. Lyle says:

    Honestly, I understand the logic of it. I don’t necessarily agree with it, but I do understand the logic – that drunk drivers will try to do everything perfectly in order to arouse suspicion.

    And I don’t know about “pulled so often” – I’ve only been pulled over twice in ten years’ driving, after all.

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