WHO HAD left his blue car on the side of the HIGHWAY AFTER BEING BUST BY THE SAPS LAST NIGHT -- THE CAR WAS UP ON THE ISLAND, with a tire off, on CORLETT DRIVE -- this man wanted me to walk down with him and through the park to have a good time -- eating strawberries while looking at how the man fitted into that SAPS UNIFORM -- I GOT TO THINKING ABOUT THE PERSONAL SIDE OF THE POLICE OFFICER AND THE WORK THAT THEY DO AS WELL....... WALKING DOWN TO ILLOVO AND I ALMOST GET ROBBED AND ACCOSTED -- BY A DRUNK THE one who was in the BLUE CAR ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD THAT THE POLICE WERE at later on..this man who owns the car followed me from the SHUL.......
WATCHING BRAMLEY POLICE CARS speed past me -- with the lights on and the sirens going -- thinking about......THE work that is being done out there.......................................
THE CRIME COMBATTING THING -- EARLIER AND THE OFFER FROM THEM TO RECHARGE MY BATTERIES -- so that the blue lights in my head can keep flashing just for them, THINKING ABOUT the number plate thing -- and the man who I knew where is he today -- NUMBER PLATES HMMMM?????HOW ARE YOU............................STILL WITH THE saps -- somewhere else.......................................................................................................WHEN I came past them again -- the man who was with the car and had accosted and followed me was gone there was someone else there a couple of cars from HIGHWAY PATROL METRO -- THE WOMEN WHO I HAVE SPOKEN TO BEFORE FROM THE METRO -- THE OFFICER FROM THE SAPS, WALKING ABOUT AROUND THE CAR.....the other BIKE FROM THE METRO -- AND HIGHWAY PATROL STANDING OUT THERE -- ON THE OTHER side of the road......................................................................................................................
AS I WAS WALKING UP ALONG THE HIGHWAY LOOKING AT THAT TASTY MORSEL wearing that SAPS UNIFORM THAT FITTED JUST RIGHT IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES -- I WAS THINKING ABOUT what had gone on last night along LOUIS BOTHA AVENUE -- AS THEY must have been busy with a long shift and a lot of work theMETRO AS WELL -- THE HIGHWAY PATROLS WERE OUT ON THAT ROAD YESTERDAY ALONG WITH BRAMLEY SAPS AND ALL I COULD THINK WAS -- HOW EXCELLENT THE SAPS ARE......WATCHING THE WOMEN FROM THE METRO -- THE RADAR LOVE GIRLS HAVE BEEN OUT A LOT LATELY CHECKING OUT THAT NUMBER PLATES WITH THEIR NEW EQUIPMENT..........................................................................................................
LAST NIGHT THERE WERE MASSES OF POLICE OUT THE NIGHTSHIFT,
LIGHTS AND POLICE CARS FLASHING BY EVERYWHERE -- THE HELICOPTERS FLYING IN LOW ABOVE MY HOUSE -- THINKING VIVA SAPS -- VIVA..............................................
WATCHING THE SAPS HELICOPTER HIGH ABOVE ME AND THE TREELINE this morning as BRAMLEY SAPS SPED BY ME -- THINKING ABOUT THE MEN AND WOMEN IN THE CAR AS THE METRO HEADED OUT AND PAST ME AS WELL --- JUST A FLASH OF ORANGE AND BLUE AND WHITE....................................................................................
THE LIGHTS OF POLICE AS THEY headed past me on LOUIS BOTHA -- THINKING OF THE SONG -- NOW THAT THE LOVE HAS GONE.....AS THE SAPS ALEXANDRA HEADED PAST ME WITH OTHER POLICE IN OTHER CARS ------------------------------------------------------------
WATCHING MR CURRY AND ALL FROM EDU-TECH AND WANDERING WHAT HE IS up to these days -- and thinking about the thing about GERRY BERNDT AND THAT thing about him being about and the things going on -- put his dogs on me -- ALSATIONS THOSE WERE........THEY did not touch me -- I stared them down....................................................
YOU KNOW THE RICH set from BRYANSTON -- ALL THEY had to do was tell me who,
the man was that my MUM did know and that would have been it -- mind you -- if my father is not HANS BERNDT THAN WHO -- BECAUSE -- THERE ARE things that need to be done and said and merely telling me that the man was a man who had a uniform and knew my mom and was a POLICEMAN WAS NOT good enough -- I need to know who exactly............
talking about the SAPS,NIGHTSHIFTS,
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