So someone nicks my scooter. Old bike, knackered, no value attached to it or anything and in fact I was going to give it away to a bike shop which has done me a couple of last minute jobs when I've been in the shit (puncture repairs etc) and needed something fixing there and then rather than being able to wait.
So I find out that it has been recovered by the police. They got about a mile away to a quiet (dogging) car park and tried to hotwire it. Bastard never wanted to start normally never mind when the battery is flat and the fuel has been in there for years.
However you now get taxed for being the victim of a crime and it cost me £150 in recovery fees to get the bike back as I am liable for the costs as the registered keeper. Not to mention the £12-£20 a day they can charge recovery. I'm all for charging uninsured drivers this but as the victim of the theft I feel it is absolutely disgusting. If I don't pay, they can come after me for the costs so I'm told. Of course most people won't bother putting this through their insurance as it's not more than the excess and they'll pay a fortune in higher premiums for making a claim.
In short, the government are wankers. Frankly why the cops couldn't have left the bike in the car park where it was found I don't know... what's going to happen, it gets nicked again? Oh no!
Also, the police phoned my mum to find out where I was as they'd found my damaged bike dumped in a bush in a car park but were worried I'd crashed it. They didn't say it was obvious the damage was from trying to hotwire it and scared the shit out of her. It was only when they told her the bike was registered SORN that she clicked it was the scooter that had been nicked.
So I dropped it off at the bike shop for free, now with a hole in the front. If the kids had asked for it I'd have given them the fucking key.
EDIT: the thing that REALLY pissed me off was that in order to sort this out I had to pick two patients this afternoon to not see. Out of four one I had to see, one had just had a heart attack and two were in heart failure. So this stupid law meant I had to delay the diagnosis and treatment of two pretty unwell patients because it was going to cost me more and more every day (and I've already been skimping on food trying to save money) rather than just being able to wait until the weekend. Disgusting.