When Blunkets Bobbies first popped up on the streets I was acosted walking my bike home after the p***ture fairy from hell had visited me and used up my spare tube and last patch. Is this your bike, said the PCSO, yes said I, can you prove ownership sir said he?
Now, as it happens I couldn't, I had nothing with me that linked me to the bike directly other than the fact that I WAS DRESSED HEAD TO TOE IN BLOODY JELLY BELLY LYCRA AND WEARING CLIPLESS SHOES!!!!!
So I just raised an eyebrow and asked him if that was a sensible question given my state of attire. He blushed a little, said that he had to check as there had been a spate of bike thefts in the area and wished me a good day.
Smart aren't they these PCSO's!