Setting an example

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Driving back to Culebrón from La Unión on Thursday last week I spotted a Guardia Civil van just as we were about to enter a 100 kph zone. I'm pretty law abiding anyway but I double checked my speed and slotted in behind the van doing just under the speed limit. When the limit dropped to 80 kph so did I but not so the van which steadily disappeared into the distance.

Some time ago there was a bit of a rumpus in Cartagena when drunken lads forced one of the Easter floats to retreat because of too much pushing and shoving. The next evening there was a big police presence outside the culprit bars. One of the police cars parked on a pavement causing both a traffic hazard and forcing pedestrians to walk in the roadway.

I've just watched something on the telly, on la Sexta, about the police in various cities. Sorting out domestic fights, dealing with date rape drugs in a bar, chasing people breaking into cars. Typical fly on the wall type documentary. As the police drove to incidents none of the police officers wore seat belts. Seat belts are compulsory in Spain.

I remember an incident in the UK of a police officer investigating a robbery in a supermarket. The officer helped himself to a chocolate bar as he passed one of the shelves. The supermarket manager made a complaint. We expect the highest standards from those whose jobs it is to uphold the law said the judge as he handed out a short prison sentence to the officer.

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