Picture the scene. So there I was at the weekend, on my way home driving down the M5. Quite late at night and traffic was very light.
Came up behind a white van the driver of which seemed not to realise that there were another 2 lanes he could have been in. I stayed behind him for some time, perhaps 5 minutes or so. No sign of him pulling over at all anytime soon and as i say traffic was almost non existent. On the back of the van was (and I'll make up the details here) "John Smith Plumbing", together with a mobile number.
Handsfree engaged, I thought I'd give him a call.
Ring ring......Hello
Hi, is that John?
Yes.
John the plumber?
Yes.
You don't own a Mercedes Sprinter do you?
Yes (slightly confused sounding)
A white one?
Err, yes.
You're not driving down the M5 are you?
Yes (very confused sounding by now)
In the fast lane?
Err, yeh but how....
Well get out my fu~~ing way then!
And what a nice chap, he did.
Came up behind a white van the driver of which seemed not to realise that there were another 2 lanes he could have been in. I stayed behind him for some time, perhaps 5 minutes or so. No sign of him pulling over at all anytime soon and as i say traffic was almost non existent. On the back of the van was (and I'll make up the details here) "John Smith Plumbing", together with a mobile number.
Handsfree engaged, I thought I'd give him a call.
Ring ring......Hello
Hi, is that John?
Yes.
John the plumber?
Yes.
You don't own a Mercedes Sprinter do you?
Yes (slightly confused sounding)
A white one?
Err, yes.
You're not driving down the M5 are you?
Yes (very confused sounding by now)
In the fast lane?
Err, yeh but how....
Well get out my fu~~ing way then!
And what a nice chap, he did.
