well interesting journey back from lola's house this evening. after having some dins and a catch-up, i get into my little kurtmobile and pootle off home. however, the local law see me leaving the area of mandela court (near to lola's house) & follow me along the road and eventually flash their lights and pull me over under the railway bridge. obviously my car being old and leaving mandela court mean i'm obviously some kind of crack/meth dealer. i explain that my heavily pregnant friend lives down near to mandela court and it being a dodge area i gave her a lift. the fact that i was quite obviously not high on drugs and looking like a middle-class girlie, he let me carry on my way and apologised for the inconvenience.
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