No, he gave me a lift up to the ground and back... although he was squinting at his mpg display on his dash and his tongue was sticking out slightly as he worked out how much the fuel was when my weight ratio was accounted into it - turns out, sheerly coincidental mind, that it cost me the exact amount for a pint of aleYeltzDoc wrote:"Courteous logistics"?
Let me guess.
Sprout told someone to "F@ck off back up the A458"?
I don't remember typing that out yesterday. I blame them warm cans at half time. And maybe the several pints before and after the match perhaps
