Ooops!

Rather a shirty phone call from William the other day.

It went thus...

William - oi you! you are costing me an absolute FORTUNE!!

Portia - Hello William, how nice to hear from you, yes I am very well!

William - I have a letter here from Newtown Council...

Portia - The weather is particularly nasty here today, whats it like where you are?

William - Just what exactly were you doing driving The Van down a pedestrian zone in Newtown?

Portia - I was providing an emergency service to preserve public health for your company - why? Surely drainage vans are emergency vehicles and thus exempt from all traffic legislation...

William - *cries*

Portia - you mean The Van is NOT exempt from all traffic legislation?

William - *loud thudding noise heard as brother bangs his head against a brick wall and adds yet another letter to his 'parking tickets to be appealed against' folder*

Portia - oops!

It seems that I am well and truly a british tradesperson now, as I have been pounced on by a traffic warden and well and truly NICKED.

So for the delight of my brother and his fellows, I have provided a picture of one of these stalwart enforcers of law and order who was nicked himself in Soho after smacking a van driver in the face with his radio.

Portia

(British White Van Lady and Tradesperson - Official and blooded)