Someone called this morning, and it was one of those calls that strikes fear into my heart.
"Good morning, Big Red L, Amanda speaking..."
"Hello yes I want lessons!"
I sigh inwardly. Here we go...
"Ok, where are you calling from?"
"I call from Folkestone!"
"And your name?"
"Robbie!"
I should have clicked, but I didn't. It was the bizarre Indian via Cardiff accent that distracted me.
Robbie continues, "I have driven an elephant!"
"... An elephant?!"
Tony starts giggling over the other side of the room. I realise I've been wound up.
If you're lucky enough to get Robbie as your instructor, please be at your sharpest. He is a cheeky one.
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