A friend and former resident was over in Ibiza recently for a few days. On his way back to the UK he spotted the neighbour of another friend and said "hello", as you do. He's very polite.
I should say that the neighbour he greeted is not exactly in the first flush of youth. In fact if you saw her using a bus pass you might think she was well-preserved, but you wouldn't be totally shocked. My friend thought nothing of the brief encounter until he arrived at his destination airport.
As soon as he got into the terminal he was marched off and thoroughly strip-searched. Apparently his nodding acquaintance from Ibiza was being followed the police as she was apparently carrying a large quantity of heroin.
I'm sure there's a moral in this story somewhere. But I'm not sure I really want to think about it.
Monday, June 09, 2008
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