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York Evening Press. 1972/11/22. He Looked for Poetic Justice. York. Get it:
.My speed along the Sancton road,
Was more than allowed in the Highway Code.
I thought my hearing very good
When informant P.C. Walter Good
Stated my speed was 36,
Which is now increased to 46.
I realise I cannot be excused,
From the offences of which I’m accused.
I only hope your worship hears,
That it’s my first for 32 years.
I beg the court to have great pity
On one who writes a lousy ditty.
[Fined £5.]
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That’s just £56 at February 2024 prices. I don’t think anyone would now jest with magistrates about exceeding the speed limit by 50%.
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York motorist Walter Gott, of Middlethorpe Grove, Dringhouses, sought poetic justice when he pleaded guilty, at Market Weighton yesterday, to exceeding the speed limit.
Mr. Gott, who was caught in a radar trap in the town, forwarded a plea of mitigation, and the magistrates heard the following lines:-
“My speed along the Sancton road,
Was more than allowed in the Highway Code.
I thought my hearing very good
When informant P.C. Walter Good
Stated my speed was 36,
Which is now increased to 46.
I realise I cannot be excused,
From the offences of which I’m accused.
I only hope your worship hears,
That it’s my first for 32 years.
I beg the court to have great pity
On one who writes a lousy ditty.”
Mr. Gott, an area manager for an asphalt company, said after the case: “I just made it up on the spur of the moment. I was hoping the magistrate would have a lighter side to his character.”
He added that he knew there was no way of getting out of speeding, and when notified by the Evening Press that he had been fined £5, he seemed to think that it was poetic justice.
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