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Hi Guys,
Following on from my 'near death' experience... A police Man came to my house.
I answered the door and all I can say is 'Hello Hello Hello!'
The Sergent came in and settled himself, I offered tea or coffee, he asked for coffee, black... hmmmm...
Mr T was watching footie on the box... No surprises there! That may be the reason why the old bill stayed so long...
He asked to see my driving license, my eyes popped out of my head. I've raised a complaint, why do I need to produce documents? Anyway, I cautiously passed over the tatty piece of paper that is my old school license, he chose not to look at the penalties and I chose not to look at the fact he was not drinking my coffee.
He asked for my number which I then asked Mr T to read out. Police Man started laughing and queried 'Don't you know your number?'
I responded 'No, I never call myself, so I don't know my number'
He replied 'I know my number' and I could not resist saying:
'So do I... It's 999!!!'
Shortly after Old bill decided to depart... Me and Mr T chuckled over many police jokes, I then thought that I will go to the gym tomorrow.... For a sun bed! Obviously I'm not fully recovered yet!!!
Rach: Often imitated, Never Duplicated xxxx

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