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Eugenio Mastroviti
Guest
Thanks to the heightened security all over London, I've been lucky
enough to be stopped in Finsbury Park, on the way back from work, for
"speeding". Two officers, probably resting from a hard day chasing
international terrorists and generally protecting the Western world,
stopped me for cycling at more than twice the speed limit - and I was
going uphill!
Well, I felt chuffed with myself for a few seconds, until they informed
me that the speed limit was 5 mph. I mean, what's the friggin' point? I
WALK at over 5 mph!
Thank heavens for my strong Italian accent and my trusty "I'ma sorree
officera, I dinta knowa thera wasa a limita". Or perhaps they were just
taking the p*ss, I can't really believe they would fine me for cycling
uphill at 15 mph...
enough to be stopped in Finsbury Park, on the way back from work, for
"speeding". Two officers, probably resting from a hard day chasing
international terrorists and generally protecting the Western world,
stopped me for cycling at more than twice the speed limit - and I was
going uphill!
Well, I felt chuffed with myself for a few seconds, until they informed
me that the speed limit was 5 mph. I mean, what's the friggin' point? I
WALK at over 5 mph!
Thank heavens for my strong Italian accent and my trusty "I'ma sorree
officera, I dinta knowa thera wasa a limita". Or perhaps they were just
taking the p*ss, I can't really believe they would fine me for cycling
uphill at 15 mph...