When I was in the RAF, some chaps would have a conversation but “with my chest”....I don’t know where I got the confidence, but I would openly point to my face and say “I am actually up here”!
More recently this year in europe, I helped a young Russian girl who was walking a disused remote cliff road alone (I felt protective, as in she is someone’s daughter) and told her where I would be if she needed company (I knew there were odd people frequenting the area).
An hour later I saw her high above me on a narrow cliff path, she was unaware that I could see a man very close by, pursuing her. I blew a loud whistle from my rucksack repeatedly whilst waving, she acknowledged, retreated backwards to safety, and the man backed off and left.
I sometimes have to look “assertive” and have had to tell the odd european man, if I am out walking in remote locations, whilst pointing to my chest, that I am “Polis” - I am not of course, but they have backed off and it has saved me from some scrapes.
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