I got stopped for night time jollification on my FZ600 back when I was a spotty 19 year old. The old bill just didn't see the funny side of sparkly pipe and pegs. Got off with a good stiff talking to.

Then trying to get my elbow down for the camera round a roundabout in the middle of town. There's my mate on the side of the road ready to take the famous shot. I'm riding round and round hanging off like a bloody idiot, failing miserably in my quest, then along comes PC Plod to spoil the fun. Another stiff talking to.

The best one though was riding sensibly (for a change) to work one morning on my Yam 200 and I got nicked for doing 35mph in a 30mph zone. 75 quid fine and three points on the license.

There's no justice