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The policeman radioed into his station and Grandad was released from chokey after being charged with careless biking and not having a bell. Apparently the budgie bell he had Sellotaped on to the handlebar doesn’t count.

He now has a criminal record.

Mum was all flustered and kept apologising to the policeman as he went off. “I am so sorry, officer. I hope you can mend your bike and you haven’t been hurt at all.”

The policeman said, “No, well, I’m quite tough, madam.”

“Yes, well you do seem very fit. I do a bit of aerobics myself; it’s awfully good for keeping in shape.”

The policeman winked at her (honestly!) and he said, “Yes, I can see that. Anyway, madam, I’d better be on my way.”

And then he said that classic thing that you think you’d only see on TV. He said, “Mind how you go, it’s a jungle out there.”

Mum practically wet herself with laughing. She is so so sad and embarrassing. After the policeman had gone I just looked at her, and she said, “What? What?”

I said, “You know what. You were practically slavering over him.”

“Well, he was a nice young man – of course, far too young for me.”

Unbelievable!!!