Don't get me started with Securicor and I don't want to relive this, but imagine this scenario.
A wet ending to a Freezing cold day in February 1995, when it was snowing earlier.
A motorbike courier drives home from a very damp and hard day of deliverys.
He (really Me) is driving along the M8 motorway during rush hour, almost home, only a quarter of a mile until he parks his motorbike in his lock up, and walks the 150 yards to his abode.
Unknown to him, some driver of a armoured van has broken down on the Dennistoun Blockiern turn off, he settles his manky unlit transit van just beyond the main overhead junction sign unlit (as his alternator has failed and drained the battery)
the hard shoulder was on the righthand side of the cut off.
And guess what happened, yes the machanic sent to fix the van is unprepared for this eventually, so instead of calling the citrac (phone only twenty yards before junction) and getting them to shut the junction and get a plod car to block the slip road.
And then use his van to push or pull the armoured on onto the hard shoulder/lay by and clear the lane.
He gives his van to the driver of the armoured van, and sits in the armoured van.
SIXTEEN minutes later
He hears a massive bang and opens the drivers door to find me lying under it.
So he drags me in front of the van (unconscious) in front of the van.
My mangled motorcycle is about ten yards from me still running on its side, so jumps back inside the van, uses his mobile phone to call 999 and report this accident.
Then he gets back out of the van, then moved the motorcycle off the lane (by now lucky for me) a furniture companys long wagon had stopped a d blocked of the cut off. And moved it once the ambulance arrived
The police were a bit upset that they couldn't get past a Fuc&ing big wagon to breathelise me (they couldn't As I was in shock).
Cops told witnesses, they were going to charge this fool.
I was in hospital for three months getting over a smashed left femur (got pinned) smashed both Tibulas and Fibulas they got external fixation.
Cops came to visit me, but for a month I was in intensive care in a coma and a was full of tubes and machines and out of my tree on morphine.
When I woke from my coma, they came back and took my statement *I said I don't even remember what the frack happened* they told me the driver had been reported to the law.
Long story, short I had my day in court, I was blamed for my own stupidity, Securicor Lawers won, I lost. My Lawers were shi7e, and as much use as barb wire shi7e rag.
I had to pay Securicor fees. (Which I never did)
Me and John Q law have always had a love hate relationship. I hate them, they love to stop me.
.... progress 
