History repeats itself

OOPS! ... I did it again.

I have just spent the last half hour rolling my eyes at husband who opened his mail .. only to discover a letter from the Victoria Police Department.

I frowned and gurned at him when he read out of his latest offence - exceeding the speed limit on the Mooroduc Freeway by a measly 8km an hour. But it's still a lawbreaker.
The documentation officially logged his whereabouts at the time of the crime and he went on to rack his brain and retrace his speedy steps.

All I could think of was how much make up I could buy with that $146 we'd now have to find to pay the fine. But the penny dropped moments later, only for the invoice to boomerang its way back in my direction as Super Sleuth had worked out it was actually me in that car at that time on that day of that week. Groan.

I can't believe I've been here a matter of minutes and I have two speeding offences under my belt. But it's sooo easy to do. Big whopping 4-litre engines and automatic transmissions mean you can just wollop your foot down without any need to negotiate the gears and escalate gently to the speed you want. It's either stop or go over here... and I'm paying the price for it.

Through the grapevine though, we've heard that local graveyard dodgers have an ingenious way of saving up for their annual luxury cruiseship holidays. These pensioners take points off drivers who are getting dangerously close to a ban and entrepreneurily name their price.

A couple of points on their licence isn't going to get them a ban as they spend most of their time overseas and enjoying the holidays of a lifetime - at the expense of those with a heavy right foot.

Can't help but admire them....