Last Friday the battery in my van had run down and I needed one of the tires reflated, so I called out the AA. About twenty minutes later along came Dave. A cheery, talkative chap. I soon found out that he was actually studying for the Knowledge. For those outside London that’s where trainee black cab drivers learn all the roads and streets of London and be able to describe in detail how to get from point A to point B from memory.Read More »
I briefly mentioned Alberto and his dad in my last blog. Alberto had interrupted myself and Charles dispensing TV justice to thank me for the prostate cancer talk that I did in the workplace a few weeks previously. He was to go on and have a story that left me open mouthed.
I Am The One In Three 