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Many moons ago-1 very dark winters night-i,together with a very delectable young lady,was cruising about in my car when we decided to park up at the end of this remote little lane adjacent to an oil refinery to test the cars suspension(as you do!)-whilst both engaged in a mutual rythmn-there was a sudden 'Knock Knock'on the window!-twas a uniformed security guard who loudly said "WILL YOU BE LONG MATE?-CANT PARK ERE Y'KNOW!"-on reflection,perhaps i ought to have said-"DOING MY BEST MATE!"-but in reality we,with red faces,done an olympic performance in redressing and making a hasty exit!-to say it put one off their stroke would be an understatement-more of an anti climax actually?.I still occasionally wonder if the security guard still remembers it?(bless him!).
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