He’d gone to the garage to take the car for its MOT and walking back he chanced upon two women who were lost. Ever the boy scout, he was delighted to assist. He told me about all this over lunch. And what else do you think happened? he asked. I don’t know, I said. They knew you? No. They told you didn’t look a day over forty? No. Anymore guesses? No, just tell me. Well, he said, one of the women said, I’m not coming on to you but you’ve got the most beautiful legs.’
Suffice to say it, he was and still is delighted.
