…he gets out, not knowing what to do as it wont start again. Sat by the barriers on a slope he sits contemplating his life’s choices when a Police car rolls to a stop behind him.

“You can’t park here, mate!” “I’m not parked, its broken down…”

Copper gets out. Does that swagger they all do with their hands in their vest and bobs his knees. “I know a thing or two about cars, pop the bonnet, son!”

Blokie goes around to the driver’s door, its pissing with rain now and he’s getting cold as its late. Up comes the hood. Cop looks it over and says “nothing wrong here, give me the keys!” He sits in the drivers seat, checks its in neutral, turns the key and floors the accelerator for 5 seconds and it starts.

“What was the problem, then?” “Shit in your motor,” replies the copper. “How often have I got to do that, then?”