I have quite amusing recollections of George Bush (dad, not son, when he was ex-president) visiting my patch and I was on motorcycle escort duty alongwith a couple of mates. visit was personal, quite low key, other than the three bikes, the presedential limo (Senator 3 litre 24v) to full armoured spec from the American Consulate.
Side windows were circa one inch thick laminate which was non opening and similar on the sreen and rear as per Zulu's description.
Plan A was to open the new golf course of a friend of Mr president.
Plan B entailed said armoured limo (almost 4 tonnes, perhaps??) being driven over the fairways of said golfcourse with one of my compadres doing a Steve McQueen impersonation on the police Beemer K series, looking for the final wire to get into Switzerland....
One of my abiding and perhaps most subtely amusing memories of a past life....

Closely followed by said GB marching towards me, up Golf Place in St andrews (next to the Old Course) with hand outstretched, wanting to shake my hand, and offerring his personal thanks to me and my colleagues for our work over the previous few days - much to the consternation of his secret service escorts (complete with long raincoats on a warm autumnal day) running about like blue arse flies 'cos the boss digressed from the script!
Yup, most amusing....
