I was stopped by a police officer as they let a procession out of the Palace gates - nothing unusual about this.
When the road ahead was was clear, the police officer signaled all of the waiting traffic to move off. I stayed put because he was stood directly in front of me, and my only way forward would have been over him. My lack of movement made him quite irate - his arms started flapping, and then he got his whistle out, and started whistling at me - I still had no way forward.
Eventually, the penny dropped. Imagine his embarrassment when he realised why I hadn't moved (I've no idea where his head was). He signaled his apologies (wai), and stepped back to central reservation. Mrs BB and I were laughing quite loudly all of the way to Makro
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