Oh dear, I may have to sit on my hands this week
I have had dealings with the police all my life, right from the day i was born..............in a police station.
So every birthday must have some kind of police input.
In fact there have been only a few birthdays when it didnt happen.
So I have more friendly cop stories than bad
My best 2 birthday cop stories are thus.
Having a quiet birthday evening in with half a dozen friends, a nice meal with some (lots of ) wine, we were sitting chatting after dinner when there was a hammering at the door.
I answered to find 2 PCs and a WPC who had been called out by a complaint about noise.
My neighbour used to bang on the wall if my phone rang after 9pm so i knew where the complaint had come from, her curtains were actually twitching as she rubbernecked and waited for me to get a proper telling off.
It didnt take long for them to realise that the only sound coming from my place was the chatter of voices, we werent even playing any background music at that point.
After an apology and they were only doing their job etc, all 3 broke out into a chorus of "Happy birthday to you", we shook hands and off they tootled.
I waved at neighbours twitching curtains with a big grin :)

The piece de resistance birthday cop story.
I used to fly pitch jewellery. lay a cloth out on the pavement and flog hippy tat to the passing tourists.
I'd been doing this one afternoon on my birthday and decided to call it a day, as i had a party to get sorted and i'd made my party booze money.
As i was packing up, a cop suddenly appeared .
I smiled and said 'yeah ok i'm packing up and leaving now, no worries'
But he wasnt having it and next thing I know I'm being threatened with arrest .
For selling drugs, WTF?
He tells me he has reason to believe i'm using my fly pitched jewellery as a cover for selling drugs..
No amount of incredulous denial on my part sways him and i begin to get seriously worried as he informs me that a squad car is on its way to take me for a strip search at the local station and on no condition should I attempt to make a run for it.
I kept saying "this is a joke isnt it?" and he kept telling me that it wasnt and I was in serious trouble
He then took hold of my bag and grabbed my arm very forcefully, leaned over and growled the following words.
By the way, Ive got a message from your friend over there and pointed down the road.
Where a friend of mine was standing outside her shop pointing and giggling.
He then said "Happy Birthday" winked and walked off laughing.
I damn near wet myself, uttered a few choice words then laughed myself silly with relief.
Turns out she had called him over, pointed to me and said 'its her birthday, she has a police thing, go and wind her up'
And he was a very good sport and played along
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Sat 7 May 2011, 4:00, 3 replies)

Born in a cop shop?
That's gotta be its own story. Do tell.
(boozehound is drinking your bar dry, Sat 7 May 2011, 11:09, closed)

Nothing exciting I'm afraid
Mum went into premature labour while out shopping, the nearest building was the police station and I popped out before an ambulance got there
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Sat 7 May 2011, 21:16, closed)

For some reason
I expected your post to be in rhyming couplets.
( browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Mon 9 May 2011, 21:19, closed)