Was working in Northern Ireland on point of sale stuff for a well known agency a few years ago on Christmas Eve after finally winding up at 6pm installing some point of sale system in Belfast headed off home to NE England in worsening weather. At Belfast Ferry Terminal the RUC took exception to my green Skoda Octavia estate full of boxes of decrepit IT which I intended to drop off in Watford on the 27th. Went something like this.
"Random Search, sonny"
"Terrorism Act do you have any ID"
Experience meant I carried my passport in NI as my driving licence at that time was the old green paper one - one with a couple of speeding tickets - "why the passport, son?"
"It has a photo in it"
"You have an Irish name" - and a bright green car which would be ignored in the uk "empty your car out NOW. Do it now. You have no rights" said RUC officer with an increasingly itchy trigger finger over his holster.
Emptied car of old Cisco hubs, 486 Compaq Presarios, isdn bridges and HP4 laserjets in the car park.
"Nothing here son. Move along"
I caught the ferry with 5 minutes to spare it turned out it was the last one as the wind went to Force 9. I never went back in the New Year and haven't been there since.
Got home at 2355 to one very agitated wife and sleepless daughter #1.