A happy-go-lucky English rambler dude goes to New Zealand for a year. Here he interfaces with some of those he left behind and details his nefarious activities. Or summat.
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Tuesday, December 18, 2001
Had my first two encounters with the NZ Police last night. Firstly i had to, single handedly, bust into the main Police Station in town - er, to return a lost purse I found on the way home from work.
Then later on, after visiting Keith's new house, I was fiddling round with my road map in the car, when a big copper, with a bigger alsation came strolling out of the bushes, asking if I was the prowler he'd been looking for? :-s I did my best "I'm foreign and stupid" impression which seemed to satisfy him, and finished it off nicely by leaving the street down a Cul-de-Sac, meaning i had to drive past his secret bush again, no doubt much to his amusement.....
