Oink oink: Peppa Pig and the police car

Earlier this morning, out and about, driving around in the car.
Shopping to be done, just a little, then to the playground, not our regular one but an old favourite, a special treat for The G, still a touch unwell and needing something to cheer.
Good times - better than normal, in fact, The W, taking a little annual leave, leading us on our expedition - but, lunchtime approaching, back to the car to start heading home.
En route, The B looking out of his window, seeing what he could spot, road signs, other cars, unusual dogs, all the normal stuff.
Slowing down for a junction, I spotted a police car, parked at the pavement, so far unnoticed from the back seats.
"Police car," I said, pointing it out as I passed.
The B looked out and noted said vehicle.
"Pigs," said The G.
Stunned silence in the car.
I thought I must have misheard so I asked her to repeat herself.
She looked up and paused for a moment.
"Oink, oink," she said.
It soon transpired that, unknown to us, The G was, in the back, somewhat engrossed in her newly-acquired Peppa Pig magazine, and had not even noticed the parked police car.
Still, the timing had been impeccable and, as all good comedians appreciate, you just can't buy that.

      

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