I had my second visit around two years ago. A van turned up with 5, FIVE, officers, they were apologetic and pi**ed off that they had to drive around the countryside in the heat instead of staying in their air-con office, big boss had ordered a check on all falangs in his area. What surprised me was what they knew about me. I have been here 17 years and raised two stepdaughters, the oldest is married to a car repair man who has his workshop on the edge of our village, they drove there first in order to get my stepdaughter to guide them to my house (house numbers are not in numerical order) She is rather feisty and told them to line up first so she could take a picture of them and then photographed the vans number plate before guiding them to me. One officer said to me, "I wouldn't like to annoy her" to which I replied, "Tell me about it, she's been that way since she was 5 years old." Where they knew about my stepdaughter eludes me.