The Skiver

My normal route into work takes me along the M3 for a couple of junctions. This morning I followed a motorbike with pillion passenger up the off slip. As the bike approached the red traffic lights at the end of the slip road it slowed and then came to a standstill, at which point both rider and pillion very slowly, almost gracefully, fell off.

The best bit was that they had the good grace to do it at the head of the traffic queue, so that all three lanes of cars could laugh at them.

I am sure that this sort of thing is the real reason why police cars have video cameras in them.