Fancy a drink?
So, planning to go drinking today from 2 until whenever at Ballies in the Square. Please join me.
And also, a brief word about the cops. Appreciating that this is my own experience, and I am perhaps a more obviously respectable citizen than some.
While I have been on holiday, I have had three direct encounters with the police. The first was in Greymouth, when Tess and I found some syringes in the Brunner Mine carpark. She thought it would be a good idea to tell the cops. I was a bit surprised, but she obviously had a better idea of how stuff worked over there. They were pleased to be informed and said they'd keep an eye on the place, and she tells me it made the front page of Saturday's paper. The next was the cop who pulled me over just past the Hope saddle, to give me a ticket. Again, terribly polite and pointed out that there were quite a few of them about that day, so I might want to be careful. The third was a few days later on a country road just out of Hokitika. It was about 7 o'clock and the road was (nearly) deserted, so I was going somewhat faster than the law permits. Then a car flashed it's lights at me. So I slowed down, thinking that a fellow motorist was warning me about the presence of a cop. Then the fellow motorist came past and was a cop. So I gave him a little thank-you wave. All of which is a reasonably round-about way of suggesting that perhaps the various people arrested for firearms offences (at least) on Tuesday might not be correct to say that our police are heavy-handed.
And also, a brief word about the cops. Appreciating that this is my own experience, and I am perhaps a more obviously respectable citizen than some.
While I have been on holiday, I have had three direct encounters with the police. The first was in Greymouth, when Tess and I found some syringes in the Brunner Mine carpark. She thought it would be a good idea to tell the cops. I was a bit surprised, but she obviously had a better idea of how stuff worked over there. They were pleased to be informed and said they'd keep an eye on the place, and she tells me it made the front page of Saturday's paper. The next was the cop who pulled me over just past the Hope saddle, to give me a ticket. Again, terribly polite and pointed out that there were quite a few of them about that day, so I might want to be careful. The third was a few days later on a country road just out of Hokitika. It was about 7 o'clock and the road was (nearly) deserted, so I was going somewhat faster than the law permits. Then a car flashed it's lights at me. So I slowed down, thinking that a fellow motorist was warning me about the presence of a cop. Then the fellow motorist came past and was a cop. So I gave him a little thank-you wave. All of which is a reasonably round-about way of suggesting that perhaps the various people arrested for firearms offences (at least) on Tuesday might not be correct to say that our police are heavy-handed.