Born to drive in a manner complying with the legal rules governing our wonderful road system.
Having said that I was completely suicidal the last time I got a NIP for doing 33mph in a 30mph zone, the same day I had my radio pinched from my 1996 Suzuki Swift and was asked by the Police station civilian on the reception desk if I could prove it was stolen.
"Yes. I've been 'permanently' deprived of it, an onus to be proved within the legal rules governing the subject, vis my radio was removed without my consent and not returned. So it is 'not' improper possession, but rather Theft as defined in The Theft Act 1968. Not to mention the damage casued to my property by another without my consent, thus criminal damage." I told the bored desk civilian.
"Everyone is an expert." he replied. Opening his occurrence log book.
"Hardly, but I'd thought I'd wing it. I watch a lot of cop shows." I told him ommitting the fact I was an RAF Policeman for 17 years. "That's not how you spell my name, or Suzuki, or February." I thought I would add.
"How do spell your name them?" He asked irritatedly.
"Well without the 'D', or the 'O', or the 'A' , or the extra 'L'. It's not Dougall.
"That's what you said!" he snapped.
"No. I said 'Guckel'. It's German," I additionally informed him bright and smiley.
"You're Scotch aren't you?" He asked.
"No. I'm Scottish, with German/French ancestry." I corrected him. "Scotch is a drink."
"Here's your crime reference number for your insurance."
"What no CID, rushing around to assist me? Can I speak to the manager or the Chief Constable? I don't mind which."
He walked off shaking his head. You just can't get the staff.
'G' - For Freedom, Justice and.... the other one.....