Suseonline,
There are no aggressive or big fat police, only big fat & aggressive cops. Police are those who are responsible & helpful.

Dear Individual,

Then I suppose here's something you
should not say to the police:

"Gee, that gut sure doesn't inspire confidence."

Suse, I realise that reading for comprehension is not your strong suit, but how did you get "acting aggressive at the policewomen" out of my post? The cropped-headed, bulked-up, taser-carrying police"women" acted aggressively toward me when I asked for assistance. As I said, "I was polite and I am well-spoken, dressed in working clothes and I was asking for assistance".

When they started threatening me I left, which was what they obviously wanted. It was clear there was no possibility of receiving any form of assistance and every possibility of receiving some sort of physical assault if I stayed.

It doesn't surprise me that you would regard that sort of thing as some sort of victory for "grrrl power", given your history on here. What a weird world you have inside your head.

Hasbeen,

Sorry but I had a wry grin when you related your parking strategy and how someone came to park close by.

I try to keep my vehicles well away from others for the same reasons and by employing the same cunning plan. Yet invariably when I return there is a car parked next to mine and usually too close. That is despite plenty of parks elsewhere.

I once returned to find a women perching a steel basket of groceries on the boot of my wife's new car that I had previously collected for her. When I yelled from afar for the woman to remove the basket she turned sullenly to say that the basket had to be put somewhere.

Some have a certain mentality, the egocentrism of entitlement and jealousy, and any plea to their better side is always in vain. The only thing this woman was concerned about was that I had taken her photo and that was 'an invasion of privacy and male aggression towards women'. She was blameless of course by definition.

Fortunately the basket was lightly loaded and no obvious damage was done. If otherwise, I had sworn to myself to make a formal complaint at the police station.

Of course I could have posted her photo on the Net, but I am not so petty and my default is to get on with my own life and be happy.

should not say to the police:
Lexi,
I gather you meant cops.

Success to some extent. After 2 hours, with a 3 hour break in the middle for paint to dry, my car now passes at least the 5Ft test. At five feet off, I can't see the mark, at least on a dull day. It may be more obvious in bright sunshine which highlights blemishes. Younger eyes may see it, but that's not my worry.

After some sanding to remove a couple of little lumps, another couple of coats of paint, a cut & a polish, I should only see it when I wash the car, so yes some success. With old timers disease setting in I can forget many things I ought not, so I may just forget this, within a decade or two.

Onthebeach, I am wondering about that parking strategy of mine. Do you think that by leaving a wider space we just may be attracting the poor driver who finds the extra space easier & therefor attractive? I may try to come up with a new one.

Sonofgloin A stag would be nice. I have driven a few, but decided I'd prefer something smaller. This one is TR7. Not the most admired of Triumphs, but I actually prefer it now, after 12 years. At the time, with 2 kids still at home, with school & their horsing around show jumping, there was not much money for toys for me.

Since they left home I did a TR8, replacing the 3.5L with a 4.6L tuned V8. It is really beautiful. Well it was when my son decided to help me avoid getting booked in such a powerful machine, by taking it to Nowra with him, a couple of years ago. My son is so considerate.

Good thing really, although I could afford to build it, I really couldn't afford the registration, insurance & maintenance on it.