Scotland Yard moves with the times

Those blighters over at met.police.uk have pinged me for a meme! Ho hum, suppose I'd better do it.

Meme commences 10:00AM 25 January 2006. Those present: Officer Steve Harris, Becky "Smiler" EnVérité.

Where were you on the night of 13th December, 2005?

At home, with my friends. Ask them!

You expect us to believe that?

You got something speffic to ask, officer?

Name four places you've visited during the last week.

The pub, the shops, the betting shop, the pub.

So you weren't outside Barclays Bank at 4.00PM in a brown Ford escort?

Not me, no guv. Probably someone else. It's this wig you see, very common. I get mistaken for other people all the time.

Oh come on, EnVérité! We've got your friend Nodger over in the next blog, he's singin' like a canary! You're goin' down, sunshine!!

You can't prove nuffin'!

Would you like a cup of tea?

Yes. No, wait! Don't try that nice-meme, nasty-meme stuff of me!

Name four things you'd like to see in your lifetime.

The Taj Mahal, the Earth from Space, peace in the Middle East, my solicitor.

Is there anything else you'd like to add in your defence?

:-P

[sigh] For the record, the suspect wrote a "sticky out tongue" smiley.

Um, I'm not sure I like these modern policing methods.

What you like don't enter into it my, er, son. Now... name four other people you'd like to finger for this job take part in this meme.

I'm not saying nothing else until I see the Taj Mahal!