Back in the 80s, my Uncle Ted was an MOT inspector on motorbikes. One Friday night I got pulled riding my 400four by the law for some reason and was given a HORT1. A ticket to produce my docs at the police station within 7 days, otherwise known as a 'seven day wonder'.
Not having an MOT, I asked Ted for a backdated one first thing Monday morning.
'OK' he says, 'pick it up after work '
Not having any cash on me I give him a bag containg several pounds of M8 and M6 bolts, nuts and washers, which Ted was delighted with.
