Trouble with the law
"Humm," he frowned, before trying to pronounce Port Láirge. "Irisch für Waterford," I explained.
"Humm," he repeated, apparently not familiar with Déise hurling exploits.
He took my details and departed, heading back down the stairs with his colleague, a sour-looking cow. She was particularly grumpy and bitchy. Evidently a while since she'd had any Frühlingsgefühling.
They had queried the suspicious absence of my name from the front door. I tried explaining that I keep putting it there but some fuckers keep taking it down again. It must be the English. Who else could it be?
(I notice there are now quite a few visitors to the blog from the UK, presumably all from Scotland or Wales. If not however, the above was meant in jest.)
It seems his shiny black Audi is more fragile than my bicycle which inflicted two dents/scratches to its rear.
"Tut mir leid," the driver said as he got out.
"Damn right you fecking eejit. What the hell were you doing?"
He explained a "Madel" on another bike pulled out in front of him and he had to brake. I didn't see any Madel but there you go.
The Polizei were duly called, and they quickly ascertained I wasn't angemeldet (registered) at my address. Apparently you have to register here after you've been in the country seven days.
Seven days! Well, I've kinda been busy the last one year, one month and two weeks, so I hadn't gotten around to it yet. I blame the English again. Now I can expect a €35 fine to arrive by post. I'm not sure if that's for the accident or my lack of Anmeldung.
The Polizei couldn't tell me what will happen regarding your man's car. He seemed to think it was my fault. Of course I've no insurance or anything like that. He estimated the damage at €1,000. Yeah right. I sure as hell won't be paying it.
So I may have to leave. I wouldn't be the first to flee Germany for South America. I wonder if my gal would come with me...
It seems a bit extreme however. Maybe I'll just lay low awhile in Berlin, wait for the Polizei to make the next move before deciding what to do.
Good pictures of the action, (unfortunately none of them mine), can be seen here.
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