Rick - with you on this one. The police do a difficult job, and some do it well, but I have only met a handful of them. The rest seem to me like to one who told me, rather aggressively, "who'd believe an irish bitch like you" in one of those "mistaken identity" nightmares similar to what you described. I was pulled over once, years ago, by some border cops on the way to Ireland, with all 4 kids in the back when they were little. The red-faced hairy-ar*ed copper put his head in the window and started being somewhat discourteous as a pre-cursor to hauling us all out and searching the car. From the back my little 6 year old son piped up "Mammy, is that The Filth?" hesitating only to gather my breath I looked the copper in the eye and said "no, son, when it's one on his own he's a Pig". With hindsight, I could perhaps have saved myself a bit of bother if I'd held my tongue!!!!
