Wow you're really putting in the miles... how come you're back over again so soon?
I returned to Maroc-land for the AGM and to take a carload of kit back out to Norway to keep us supplied with a few essentials* over the winter.
* including (but not exclusively) tasty cheese, wine, whisky, skis, oatcakes.
Amsterdam to Halden 798 miles.
No wonder the breathalyser you
But how did they know I had come from Amsterdam rather than, say, Udevalla...
Ahh all important stuff! Sounds like you're in for quite the adventure.
maybe you were sat on the wrong side of the car ?
and you were probably driving all over the place after that amount of time at the wheel.
And you are probably under surveillance by the secret services since you once had a beard
but then the alcohol thing wouldn't make sense,
though i suppose it could just be a pretext
The sniffer dogs had obviously detected the alcohol in the car, they just weren't bright enough to look in quite the right place
Just in case you didn't take enough.
At least some of the Christmas stuff is tolerable.
They were directing every car off the motorway to the customs barrier then stopping some - maybe a foreign numberplate was enough to attract attention. I was sat in the right side of the car - but maybe they regarded that as wrong :-)