So I'm waiting at the lights outside Euston station and as the lights change and I'm about to carry on along Euston road, a bobby jumps in front of me and tells me he wants to check my bike. Turns out my battery had died on my front light and I'd not noticed, so I told the officer that I had spare batteries and spare lights which I preceded to get out of my bag, he then tells me it doesn't matter and that he's got to issue me a ticket but I can then go down to kings cross and see the police who have 'special bike training', show them my lights are working then they will cancel the ticket. As you can imagine I told him how rediculous this was and mentioned the 10 ticket a month target to which he sheepishly responded 'oh, you've heard about that?'. Anyway, I went down to KIngs X and the cancelled the ticket and even those officers couldn't believe he'd given me a ticket and wasted my and their time. The whole thing was so fucking retarded.
So, you were riding a dangerous and illegal bike and other than a bit of your time, didn't lose a damn thing?
So, you were riding a dangerous and illegal bike and other than a bit of your time, didn't lose a damn thing?
High fucking fives all 'round!