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entry 27 - 5th December 01
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caught
Back in Blightly, I got caught on the train back from Gatwick earlier with no ticket and no money, and was dragged off at Haywards Heath station by a couple of transport police geezers.
They actually had an 'interview room', where they continued to pretend to me (and themselves) that they were proper coppers. It was the old Mr Nice and Mr Nasty routine. As for my own role, I was Dave Bahan - the bloke who used to live in the flat below me. "Do you have any proof of identity?" asked PC Nasty. And I did. I had a Dave Bahan water rate demand and a Dave Bahan telephone bill folded away in my back pocket. "You've just come back off holiday have you?" wondered PC Nice, apparently conversationally. “No, I've been at my mum's place in Redhill.” (Translation: 'No, I don't have a passport in my bag'). "What does Redhill station look like?" demanded PC Nasty. Knowing it well, I gave him an astoundingly in-depth description. "Okay, Dave, we just need you to fill this in," said PC Nice, wrapping up the proceedings. And that was that. (I even managed to get on the next train to Hastings, undetected). My only remaining decision on the subject is whether or not to fill in and return the court summons form when it arrives ... I'd like to know how much I'm not getting fined. more tomorrow
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