Gerry Attrick
Lincolnshire Mountain Rescue Consultant
Bimbling merrily along one of my favourite lanes on Thursday when a police car rapidly aapproached from the rear, blasts his twin tones and sounds his horn. Something told me he didn't want me in his way so I pulled over and he accelerated away as if all the demons of nether earth were chasing him. I returned to my bimbling.
A couple of miles further on, the narrow lane crosses a fairly busy B road, and as I approached, I could see the police car parked diagonally across the junction. A police woman jumped from the car and laid a stinger, albeit folded across my path! I couldn't remember cycling faster than 60mph or even parking my bike on a double yellow, so I assumed the intended victim was not me and cycled over the stinger rope calling out to the police woman now concealed in the hedge that she only had to ask me to stop. She laughed and said "Just watch yourself, darling". (We had never even been introduced!).
At the junction I could hear a revving of car engines so thought it best to get off the road and close to the hedge myself. As I did so, a scruffy-looking hatchback roared into view followed by another police car and, guess what?...............turned into the opposite turning from the stinger and very gently pulled up to be surrounded by police cars.
I was very disappointed with the driver as I wanted to see him run over the stinger, or at least be persued by the police cars. I thought about berating him for not doing so, but he was otherwise engaged in an in-depth tete a tete with Humberside's finest.
No point to the story really, but the happenings added a little spice to my otherwise routine ride.
A couple of miles further on, the narrow lane crosses a fairly busy B road, and as I approached, I could see the police car parked diagonally across the junction. A police woman jumped from the car and laid a stinger, albeit folded across my path! I couldn't remember cycling faster than 60mph or even parking my bike on a double yellow, so I assumed the intended victim was not me and cycled over the stinger rope calling out to the police woman now concealed in the hedge that she only had to ask me to stop. She laughed and said "Just watch yourself, darling". (We had never even been introduced!).
At the junction I could hear a revving of car engines so thought it best to get off the road and close to the hedge myself. As I did so, a scruffy-looking hatchback roared into view followed by another police car and, guess what?...............turned into the opposite turning from the stinger and very gently pulled up to be surrounded by police cars.
I was very disappointed with the driver as I wanted to see him run over the stinger, or at least be persued by the police cars. I thought about berating him for not doing so, but he was otherwise engaged in an in-depth tete a tete with Humberside's finest.
No point to the story really, but the happenings added a little spice to my otherwise routine ride.
