Don't rank a whole lot myself MfH but funnily enough I was in early yesterday (Tue) so decided to make a new rank for the lads on Blunden Drive... anywaysanall, there I am minding my own business reading me buke and out of nowhere a bloke arrives at me winda wearing a taxi regulator costume and asks if I wouldn't mind swapping places with him - his car, that is, which he had parked in front of me - as he was setting up a checkpoint. No bodder says I, had a look in my rearview mirror and it was like marshall law or something... Gardai on bikes, in cars, in jeeps, carrying guns and all... after switching places me nerves were rightly fucked so I got out and asked if he needed to check me... I've done that, all in order says he... grand, says I, I'll move on and get out of your way altogether.