Used to get stopped all the time when I was running containers out of Felixstowe,either at Chelmsford by the Army & Navy roundabout (council weighbridge was just around the corner) or at Risby by Deputy Dog’s.
I got stopped early one evening as I was on my way to park up outside a factory near the M5 south of Birmingham,ready to tip the next morning.Plod noticed I had no brake lights on the trailer,and the MM with him sat next to me while plod escorted me to the factory.
The wiring in the susie had come adrift and,although I had a few tools,I couldn’t get the plug apart to fix it,it was all rusted and corroded.
So,they slap a prohibition on me and I have to wait until the next morning after I’m tipped for Volvo to come and fit a new susie.
Phone plod,but he say’s that the vehicle has to be tested at an MoT station before the prohibition can be lifted.
Right,so how am I supposed to get to an MoT station if I’m not allowed to move?
‘Erm,not too sure on the rules about that’.
Plod turns up,minus MM man,and gives me some paperwork that must be presented to MoT station to remove prohibition.
‘It’s up to you what you do’ say’s plod,'But if you get stopped between here and the MoT station you’re in big trouble!
Next stop was the MoT station at Ipswich,whereupon the examiner just said ‘Has it been fixed’? Yes,it has.‘Right,off you go then’!
Another regular pull was on the M4 near Bath.
This time I was working for a dutch firm pulling a short bacon trailer,which was always a bit iffy on drive axle weights.
Anyway,I’m over on the drive axle,but glory be there’s a bloke there at the checkpoint who’s making an absolute fortune with his fork lift truck!
So,all the pallets have to come out and then re-arranged to get the drive axle right.No fine to pay,no summons,just £70 to the fork lift driver.
Another time,with same bacon trailer,I get pulled at Chester.
Again,drive axle over,but as I am only part loaded I could re-arrange the pallets myself.
‘No you can’t’!! say’s the MM man,once you’re nicked then you’re nicked!
So,I got a summons through the post,and I still had to re-arrange the pallets before they’d let me go.
I think the guy who nicked me at Chester later went on to become TC for the North West,but the scumbag’s name escapes me.
M6 Spaghetti Junction was another one,into the works unit.Only got pulled there once,and when the copper realised I was English (same Dutch bacon trailer) he just waved me out again.
Coming up from Redruth (yup,same dutch bacon trailer) I got stopped on the hard shoulder of the M5 and was told to follow plod to a weighbridge.“You’re wasting your time”,I said,“I’m empty”!
‘Just follow us’! came the curt reply.
Arrived at weighbridge and plod drove straight off,MM comes out of hut and say’s ‘What weight you got on driver’?
“I’m empty,just as I just told those two plods”
‘What! why the hell did they drag you in here for then? Off you go’.