Driving home today on the dual carriageway. Poodling along, not speeding or anything. Noticed a traffic cop BMW Batten-berg, two plod in it, coming up behind me. Checked my speed. Deffo not speeding.
Got to the traffic lights, and he pulled along side me. Tried not to glance his way, but when I did, he's indicating for me to wind my window down. All manner of guilty thoughts going through my head, but couldn't think why he'd want to talk to me...!
"Nice Alfa you've got there...!"
"Erm..! Thank you very much..!"
"Looks very clean for the year..?"
"Yeah, I only washed it this morning.."
"A credit to you... I always liked Alfas myself..!"
Lights changed, and he's off with a wave.
Such a relief, I can tell you...
Seen them again further up the road. They'd pulled a young fella in a red Civic.
Cop sees me going past, and waves again...
Sometimes lifes a blast.. Didn't feel sorry for the guy in the Civic though. Just glad it wasn't me..!