The view from the cab
One year at our village fête, my wife and I won at a raffle, an enormous toy stuffed Gorilla. (I put the ‘Toy’ there just in case anyone thought that it may have been some fellow-villagers’ donation as Gorilla’s were common place in Kent.) The following day I put this beast in the front of my Cab, alongside me, where normally Luggage would be carried, with the intention of delivering it to our granddaughter that evening. As people got out of the Cab, at their journeys end to pay me at that near-side open window, I lifted him up and said…”Pay the BOSS!” I got a great many laughs that day even from those who would normally be more intent with their phone conversations than me.
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