Thursday, July 28, 2005
Stopped by the Police
On Tuesday night I drove back from Bristol, it was late and I dropped a friend in Bethnal Green. While driving through Islington a Police car turned into the road that I was stationary on (waiting at some traffic lights) drove past, looked at me and did a U-turn.
They then proceeded to follow me for about 1/2 a mile (actually they were a few cars behind me) and then the blue lights came on.
I stopped and a nice Police woman tapped on the glass so I got out. Then a Policeman came over doing the DVLA check etc.
They did the usual of "Is this your car? Is it registered to you, name address?" etc. The woman notified me that they she was going to write down where they'd stopped me and asked if I had any ID, so I produced my driving license. I asked why they'd stopped me and was told "because of what I was wearing and I was hunched in the seat and looked suspicious".
All they would have been able to see was a black jacket and maybe my hoodie, and I'd just driven for almost 3 1/2 hours so was knackered, which I did explain to the woman.
Anyway the radio obviously reported back that the car was registered to me, so they actually apologised and sent me on my way.
Moral, don't wear hoodies and don't drive through central london late at night ...
They then proceeded to follow me for about 1/2 a mile (actually they were a few cars behind me) and then the blue lights came on.
I stopped and a nice Police woman tapped on the glass so I got out. Then a Policeman came over doing the DVLA check etc.
They did the usual of "Is this your car? Is it registered to you, name address?" etc. The woman notified me that they she was going to write down where they'd stopped me and asked if I had any ID, so I produced my driving license. I asked why they'd stopped me and was told "because of what I was wearing and I was hunched in the seat and looked suspicious".
All they would have been able to see was a black jacket and maybe my hoodie, and I'd just driven for almost 3 1/2 hours so was knackered, which I did explain to the woman.
Anyway the radio obviously reported back that the car was registered to me, so they actually apologised and sent me on my way.
Moral, don't wear hoodies and don't drive through central london late at night ...
