I feel the need, the need, for speed

Posted on June 28th, 2008 by ray.
Categories: General Blog.

Hah hah, I make no secret of my disdain to the application of speed cameras/traps in the UK, where the police will be hide away on deserted stretches of motorway rubbing their little hands in glee if they can catch someone doing 75 in a 70 zone rather than accident black spots, but every now and again I read something that makes me chuckle. This is one of them:

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“Two traffic patrol officers from North Berwick were involved in an incident whilst checking for speeding motorists on the A1 road last May. They were using a hand-held radar device to trap speeding motorists on the Edinburgh to London trunk road. One of the unnamed officers used the device to check the speed of an approaching vehicle, and was surprised to find that his target had registered a speed in excess of 300 miles per hour. The £8,000 radar then seized up and could not be reset by the bemused policemen.

The radar had in fact latched on to a NATO Tornado aircraft in the North Sea, which was taking part in a simulated low-flying exercise over the Borders and Southern Scotland.

Following a complaint by the Chief Constable of the Lothian & Borders Police force to the RAF liaison office, it was revealed that the officers had had a lucky escape. The tactical computer on board the aircraft not only detected and jammed the “hostile” radar equipment, but had automatically armed an air-to-ground missile ready to neutralise the perceived threat. Luckily the Dutch pilot was alerted to the missile status and was able to override the automatic protection system before the missile launched.

Lothian & Border Police Department have declined to comment, although it is understood that officers will be advised to point their radar guns inland in future.”
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La de da

Posted on June 28th, 2008 by ray.
Categories: General Blog.

I brought a few tickets for last night’s £46,000,000 Euro Millions Lottery. It turns out I won sweet fuck-all though. More annoyingly, there was one person who got all the numbers somewhere in the world. The bastard. I’m sure I would have spent all that money so much better than them, as my greed and lust for money has had so much more thought put into it. I bet it was won by some sad old twat who’ll be saying “I’ll not move house, it won’t change me. I’ll just leave it in my bank and die and it will all go to a dog’s home somewhere”

Ah well, at least not winning means my life expectancy is probably more than six months now, as I doubt I would last long otherwise.

Back to reality, the plan today is:

- Clean my bike at one of those jetwash thingies
- Put the tax disc on my bike
- Nip to the bank to chase up the welcome pack for my premier account (I want my black card!)
- Write to my uncle in Ireland to let him know when I’ll be there (he doesn’t have a ‘phone)
- Book car hire for Ireland
- Check with the repair company about our car they’re picking up on Monday (make sure they are coming to my work to sort it

Should keep me busy.

I always need to get out at some point soon (tonight would be good) as I’m feeling a bit stir-crazy and need to socialise somewhere other than the gym. Preferable somewhere that sells beer.

Any of you biatches up to anything?

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