Posted in Drunk, Family- Memories, Ford

Where are the old time traffic cops ?

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Where are the old time traffic cops?   Not that I was ever a big drinker and it has been  well  over 40 years since I have been guilty of  even the slightest form of  drink driving.

I  recall one evening  back in the 1970’s  when I was pulled over by a traffic cop  for driving along Railway Avenue Mt Isa  in my 1959 Ford Fairlane.  (similar to photo  right)

I loved that car. It had a huge Canadian V8.

The Cop asked me why I was driving on the Highway at  only 10 miles an hour?.   I explained to him that  “I was drunk  and did not want to run anybody over“. That I was nearly home as I lived in the B.S.D barracks  (a few hundred yards up the road)

I recall the Policeman  severely  shaking his head.  He then escorted me home following me in the Police car.    When when  arrived the  barracks  the cop  gave me the biggest bollocking I ever had and threatened to drive me  five miles out of town and make me walk  home if  was ever caught  drunk at the wheel again.

Back in those days I was earning good money.   I could happily pay whatever fine  that he could impose. But The thought of walking  five miles home drunk was  scary enough to keep me  driving sober for the next 40 years.

I have told this story many times,  hoping nobody ever followed it up by locating the cop concerned.   I am guessing that by now he  has safely retired. .  So I can Blog about it  without worrying about  causing this Old Time Cop any  repercussions.

Author:

I have always had a wonderful memory. when I say “wonderful memory” what I really mean is that I rarely if ever recall horrible things like the weather. I never recall cold or frosty mornings, or even 24 hours of anything dull or boring that might have happened before or after a memorable event, the happy result being all my life's memories are wonderful. Peculiar as it may sound to anyone who might be reading this, I have absolutely marvelous memories that range from breaking one or more of my bones to hanging upside down from an upper branch of an Oak tree with my ankle wedged between two branches. I have heard stories about people that have totally removed from their recollection painful events that had previously occurred in their life. I can believe this because at this precise moment I can recall nothing that was not absolutely wonderful. If by chance I have ever blocked out anything painful I would consider this possibility to be just another wonderful thing. I intend to Blog about my friends and memories on these pages.

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