When I drive to my local bakery, I double park on the pavement outside with my hazard lights on while I make my purchases (this does not make me Belgian).
By doing this, I am giving the bus driver who must pick up people from the bus stop from behind where I am parked a difficult but not impossible task (this does not make me Belgian).
This, clearly illegal, double parking is carried out in front of a police station (this does not make me Belgian).
The other day, when I did my usual trick, a policewoman waved at me to move on (this does not make me Belgian).
I stopped to argue with her, pointing out that I would only be in the bakery for a moment (yes, I think that this makes me Belgian).
Though perhaps a real Belgian wouldn’t have given up on the argument so easily.
on 16 June 2004 at 21:02
And may I say how appropriate your nickname is every time you step into a motorised vehicle. 