When we were on our hols in Italy this year, one of the group, bit of a know-it-all actually, pointed out that a Police car, a Bravo in this case had a light out. One of the problems of being a self-confessed smarta**e is that you need to be right all the time.
Mrs. Beard saw me rise to the challenge and raised a warning eyebrow, which in fairness is usually all it takes to bring me back under control and my dander, previously up, settled back down as I resisted the urge to tell him about the fog/driving lights in the bumper that light up on one side or the other at corners.
Mind you, I got him a few weeks later as he asked me about the car that often parked outside his gates when he was trying to get in and out. I told him that it would be a case of Unnecessary Obstruction and he should phone the Police.
One day he returned from work to find the offending Nissan parked outside his gates and was promptly on the blower to the Old Bill. A Traffic car arrived and as Colin launched into a tirade about falling Police standards and why you can never find a Copper when you want one; which if I'm honest, was a bit of a mistake actually. The Sergeant calmly pointed out that the offence of Unnecesary Obstruction, in this case, was only proven if a) he was trying to get out of his drive rather than in, and b) if there was a dropped kerb, which there wasn't.
"And while I think of it, stop wasting my time. I've got more important things to do."
Which all goes to show that a little knowledge can be a dangerous thing[/I]