I once got nabbed by a copper in The Dilly over a bottle of aspirin!! I was new to England at the time and didn't realise the significance of where I was... must've been acting suspicious or something. He blocked me and asked what I was going to use it for, and when I told him (truthfully) that I had a headache, this answer seemed to strike him as the most bizarre and outlandish of fictions.

Unaccustomed as I am to being arrested, I finally handed the bottle to him and told him he could have it, as long as he left me two tablets for my headache. He let me go then, though very reluctantly. There you have it, folks, My Life As A Criminal - it probably wouldn't have happened in the 'burbs.