White Van Man

I returned to my car after (unsuccessfully) trying to photograph a pollarded tree, pointing skywards like an alien.
 
"Are you photographing my van?"
"No, why would you think that?"
 
" I thought you may be one of them vigilantes"
 
"Ah, I see, you are parked on a double yellow line"
 
I explained about the tree and then  asked if I could take a photograph of him.
 
You see, Phil, I'm not a vigilante, but I am a Blipperlante"