The Police - Your Review?

Yeah cop at firth is a nob, he is a safer neighbourhood one as well, so I'm not for fact he has more important stuff be doing....

I was like to him, you don't worry about us, were not the problem, I'm same job as you ect....he was like, we you will the first to get a tickect next week then, grr what an *******. Its ones like that which are the problem!

Originally Posted by stewie

My only recent experience with the police came when Kwak dropped his bike on the N Wales rideout, and contrary to popular belief not all N Wales coppers are *******s, they were great, more concerned for Kwaks welfare than checking bikes and riders , as an ex ambulance driver(a long time ago ) Ive been out to RTA,s and incidents with the police and seen what they have to put up with,I wouldnt do it, Im on there side.

Originally Posted by kwak zzr

must agree with stewie, the cops were good there, mind you he was a personal friend of lissa's lol

Have to agree, I think all the bikes had something to get given a ticket for, but they were just looking out for Kwak and catching up with Lissa

[Ch00]

I havent been stopped by the Police or "dealt" with but I do have lots of dealings with different Police departments some good some bad.

I think when all is said and done, there arnt enough cops on the streets, if there were maybe they would be a nicer as they wouldnt be racing about as much? Also we deal with 85% lowlife and 15% decent folk we get a hard time from everyone and we just cant win.

Maybe we could start a thread on the Staff at Currys and review them !!!

Originally Posted by Luckypants

Being a blonde girly helps though!

An here was me thinking it was my natural charm and good humour!

[Biker Biggles]

Deal with plod all the time at work and most are very good.Now and again you get a prize d1ck,but aint that true of everywhere?
I think anyone who routinely deals with GBP(Great British Public)should be cut a fair bit of slack as constantly pandering to the lowest common denominator takes its toll on even the best.

Lots (not a good thing) of good and bad.

When I was 16 I had a DT50 and we lived in the middle of northumberland. Basically, you needed transport to go anywhere. The local copper was called Neville and had ears to put Prince Charles to shame. Well Neville would stop me every single time he saw me and go through every single thing it was possible to do. The more people watching the more "thorough" he was. He even followed me into the school car park and checked me in front of all my school mates.
This went on for years and he never had anything to get me on. Eventually, it must have got to him because he ended up giving my Mother a ticket for driving through a 20 meter long red light that was around a hole in a stretch of road that is straight and flat for almost two miles... at 1 am in the morning! You could see what *wasn't* coming for miles. Just because she had the same name.
As I moved up through various bikes my average speed increased but he never ever got anything on me, despite years of trying. he must have stopped me over 60 times over the years. You have to admire his dedication. Shame he didn't put it to good use.

My mate used to ride a race tuned 1100 GSXR (it was his race bike but he left it registered) and he was able to get to work each day (through the middle of nowhere) at a not inconsiderable average speed. Neville was determined to catch him (in his 1100 Fiesta) and staked out his route for months. He would vary the route slightly each day and even if he passed Neville there was no possible way that he was ever going to catch him.

He died racing at Scarbrough on the same bike without ever being caught by Neville.

Getting stopped in the car is much worse, I find, than on the bike. I used to have a job that saw me driving all over the place in a company car. It was green. One Friday I was almost home after a 350 mile drive and a car pulled up behind me as I overtook a car doing about 75 on the A1. The driver behind me put it's full beam on and pulled right up to my bumper. I accellerated to pull in as quick as possible to let the idiot passsed and as soon as I hit 85, the blue lights came on.

When they stopped bme they seemed very happy about it. It turned out that they were playing "snooker" and green cars were hard to come by. So I was done as part of a game and I didn't have a leg to stand on. I was absolutely fuming when i found out and they were in no doubt about it. I let them know. They laughed at me and told me to get out of their car, £60 worse off.

On the other hand, in 1989 I was on my way home at 1 am and I was clocked going over a level crossing at 89.9mph, which was in a 30 limit. It was a strip town along a single road and it was always deserted so at that time in the morning there was no problem with winding it on a bit. Thankfully the gents in the police car waited until i had slowed down before doing me and I was done for 54.9mph instead. Cost me £130 and three points but it was a lot cheaper than the 89.9 would have been!

The best one of all was at Olivers Mount in the eary nineties. After you buy your ticket on the bigger meetings there's about 1/4 of a mile of straight to the car park. I set off along the length of it on the rear wheel only to have the Chief Inspector of North Yorkshire police jump out of the hedge in front of me with his hand up in the traditional "halt" position as I snicked it from second into third. I brought the front down and wend on the brakes as hard as I could and *just* stopped before wiping him out. He then launched into a tyrade of "Silly Boy" as all my mates arrived and jumped on him for being a bloody idiot. The road was closed on both sides and private so he had no right to do it. It's the stupidest thing I've ever seen a police man do.

Of the several bikes I've had nicked the police were quite good about it. In fact they even let us know where the thieves lived when they recovered the bikes

The last time I was stopped they were very good and were polite and courteous. I'd slid on a big pile of salt left on a haripin bend by the gritter slowing down to navigate the bend and actually crossed the white line in front of the policeman coming the other way. I was only doing 10mph but because I crossed the white line it looked like I was going a lot quicker. Once they'd seen the amount of salt on the road they were very good about it and actually cleared it up.

Generally I'd say it was about 50:50 good to bad, but the ones that are only out to generate income *really* get me irate. You see them driving back and forth between junctions on the motorways round here stopping speeder after speeder doing 85mph. It's purely a revenue collection session each time they do it.

Since the Proliferation of Speed cameras it's getting rarer and rarer to see the police on the roads and this means that if you don't drive anywhere there's speed cameras the chances of getting court are much reduced.

Given the choice of Speed cameras or police on the roads I'd rather have the latter because at least the police are only involved in revenue collection some of the time. The cameras do it 24/7.

Anyway, I digress.