Sunday, November 21, 2010
Collared!
Driving serenely along the back country road to Papatotara on our mission to photograph an old farmhouse, we found ourselves pulled over (flashing lights, anxious looks into the rear view mirror) and in the middle of a polite but firm interrogation by a policeman who wanted to know who we were and what we were up to.
"I've not seen your car around here before", he said.
Keen young fellow, wasn't he!
Pulled over, questioned, license checked and eyeballed because he hadn't seen our car before.
This was a first for me.
Does it sound odd to you?
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What sort of car are you driving!!
It was a black, low-slung ute with tinted windows and a bag of burglars tools on the deck.
Was it the empty sack marked 'loot' that gave us away do you think?
Maybe the balaclavas - I knew we'd put them on too soon, I told Andrew 'Not yet' but he had his on before we even got into the car.
Who knows what goes through the minds of rural police officers out on their lonley beats.
Something obviously didn't look right.
That’s what I expect the police to be doing
Who do think does rural crime?
Opportunists/punks/aged hippies who travel round "casing the joint" for money to buy drugs mostly
Well that is going on the cases that get caught
Did you fit or look like any of those profiles?
Ray
Ray - that's my profile exactly!
Have we met??
In fact the pair of us look quite meek - Andrew is a photographer who uses one of those wonderful old cameras that looks like a wooden box, behind which he stands with a black cloth draped over his head. Exposures take anything up to half an hour and you would be hard pressed to find a gentler and more patient soul.
I otoh look not unlike Mike Tyson (as you can see from my profile photograph) and walk like a safe-breaker, so I guess somehow the policeman knew that I was trouble.
I'm disappointed in the police didn't use road spikes preemptively, -don't they care about our saftey?
Or caltraps!
(also known as caltrap, galtrop, cheval trap, galthrap, galtrap, calthrop, crow's foot)
Must be those Dame Edna glasses you were wearing, rural cops don't like that sort of nonsense.
That's it! The bunch of gladioli tied to the ariel!
That's what gave us away!
I told Andrew ragwort was more suitable for a drive in the country.
I would say his actions appear far more sinister than yours.
I agree with you Shane.
I could understand his noting our registration, make of car, appearence of occupants etc. but a lights-flashing pull-over, questioning and license check - for what? Driving sedately along a public road?
I'm a little perturbed by this.
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