Around 20 years ago I was driving from Norfolk to Suffolk to collect a Firestreak missile (drill round) which I had previously agreed to buy.On the way there,towing a trailer,I pulled off the road onto the scrub-land opposite RAF Lakenheath,in order to have a cup of coffee from a thermos-flask which my GF had brought along.We'd only been parked for about 5 minutes before the local plod came along,and moved us on.I wonder what might have happened if I had done that on the return journey ?