I was called out to look at a leaking toilet in Brixton, south London. It was a 7.15am visit. I came across solid traffic on Brixton hill. After sitting in it for 10 minutes I decided to take a few back roads to get to my destination.
I arrived with 5 minutes to spare as my customer had to leave for work at 7.30am. I diagnosed and fixed the leak and arranged another visit to replace a broken push button flush. Time had moved on and my customer was running late. I offered a lift to Brixton tube station. It was taken.
We rushed down stairs. Jumped in the van like Starsky & Hutch. Rubber burned as we cut through the back streets and a market to get to the station. Approaching the station I prayed to 'The God of Traffic Lights' for help. Help came. The lights changed. Brakes applied. Customer out.
Job done..!
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