A chap I know told me that some years ago he went down to London and met up with an old school pal. The travelled on the Tube, got off, walked down the street and his pal said. "Do you remember ( at school) Joe Bloggs (not his real name)" He replied "Yes I do - a good cricketer." They turned round a corner and bumped into this lad they were talking about.
Another mate went to London on a course. The lads on the course decided to go into town for a drink. They caught the bus and when it ap[proached their stiop, one jumped off erarly. He knocked down a chap stood at the stop, so picked him up to apologise. It was his uncle down from Scotland on a holiday.
Another mate went to London on a course. The lads on the course decided to go into town for a drink. They caught the bus and when it ap[proached their stiop, one jumped off erarly. He knocked down a chap stood at the stop, so picked him up to apologise. It was his uncle down from Scotland on a holiday.
