Earlier this year; working in Beauchamp Place, Knightsbridge, London, England, one of the most expensive places on earth. Here we see vats of mayonnaise, hummous, falafel, tabouleh and Lord knows what else being delivered to the very popular 'Maroush' all-night Lebanese restaurant. Like me in the Fibonacci-mobile, the lad shifting all these Tupperware numbers is involved in a day-long battle of wits with parking attendants and their machine gun ticket dispensers. A minute over your time? Ticket. A foot over the bay? Ticket. Shirt not tucked in? Ticket. Whistling a jaunty tune whilst unloading your vehicle? Ticket. Soon after this job finished I moved on to my new life, which is really my old life re-made, all shiny and new for 2009. It involves far less contact with traffic wardens and is brilliant fun. More later, and thanks very much for checking in.
