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I passed.

I was caught in a random breath test when leaving Port Douglas, The Constable muttered a name I didn't take any notice of, and said a speech by rote that meant nothing but not wishing to embarrass myself by asking for a repeat when he pointed a tube near me I just blew into it until he said stop.
Then he asked if I had my licence with me, here I offer it to him.
 It seems I must have also passed the attitude test as my teary tale of not drinking because of bleeding in my gut struck a chord of sympathy.

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