Pc Parkes

The local rozzers chastised me this morning for shoddy parking. I abandoned the two-seater at the far end of the Tesco car-park, Knocknagoney, well away from other vehicles.

I was in a hurry because I've a guest staying for a few days and I needed some last-minute provisions.

No excuses, Belmont!

When I returned, Constable Plodd, seated comfortably in his solid Land-Rover with a colleague, drove over, grinned at me, and proceeded to apprise of road traffic legislation, which he said was applicable to private car-parks, if a vehicle is deemed to be suspiciously parked (!).

Eat humble pie, Belmont.

I grinned back, apologised profusely; said it wouldn't happen again.

All's well that ends well.