There was one incident many years ago, when I was a boy, which could have later turned me into a
merciless cop-killer if I hadn't got over it.
I was on my wee red Mobo push-scooter heading up the hill on Stoneybank Avenue, Musselburgh, my right foot on the plate and pushing with my left. Two PC Murdochs were walking down the road in my direction. One of them stopped me and told me it was against the law to ride with my right foot and push with my left foot. I would have to change to the other way about. Being a wee laddie with an instilled respect (and fear) for the bobbies (well it was about 1960 and we respected the police in those days), I was terrified and did as I was told !
However, this arrangement was wrong for me and as I soldiered on, I kept bouncing into the kerb and falling off, again and again. Behind me, I could see the polis laughing like linties at my misfortune.
Should I have got my Dad's Diana air-gun and shot them ?