Worrying moment

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Just thought I'd share an interesting encounter I had the other day.

I was driving up Park Lane in London when I get passed by a Royal Bentley 
full of people in big hats. Its obviously someone important because as they 
go past I spot two escort vehicles behind. I know they're escort vehicles 
because the whole lot are doing synchronised lane changes with the last 
vehicle in the convoy moving first. 

Cool thinks I the Royalty & Diplomatic Protection Squad (? name) in action. 
At that very moment (dramatic eh?) I get overtaken by a battered Mercedes 
with four men of er, Arab appearance on board. They rapidly speed up to the 
Bentley and then brake sharply to match speed with it. This obviously spooks 
the R&DS boys because one of the escort cars promptly drops in behind the 
Merc. The Bentley however keeps going at exactly the same speed it was doing 
before, the chaffeur seemingly oblivious to what is going on.

At this point I get ready to do my famous impression of man hiding in 
footwell of car, but as you can guess nothing happens. We get to the lights 
by Marble Arch and the Bentley and Merc keeps going over an orange light 
which catches both the escort cars on red. Incredibley they stop, wait for it 
to change and then scream after the Bentley like rally drivers.

Now I make no claims to know anything about bodyguarding Royalty but the 
whole thing struck me as terribly British.

I'll bet some sharp words were exchanged on all sides when they reached their 
destination.

Charles 

Once is chance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action.