“I followed behind the motorbike around 50 yards or meters back, despite my moustache disguise I was all too aware how recognisable I was to the populace of Leddersford, if I could be recognised in a Brazilian favela then the moustache would almost certainly not be enough here. The motorbike turned right down an alley way, I cursed, it was narrow... maybe too narrow for the XJ8.
Unlike other big cats, the Jaguar XJ8 doesn’t have whiskers to allow it to judge the width of spaces, but what the XJ8 lacks in whiskers, it makes up for with an engine the size of Roy Keane’s.
To my relief the XJ8 squeezed through the gap, it was imperative that I didn’t damage the paintwork otherwise it would be a one way ticket back to the Merc (see Steve Bruce “Defender”). The motorbike carried on deeper into the alley, would it lead me to the hostage? Only time would tell!
The alley was heavily graffitied, for me the lowest form of “art”. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a crude graffitied figure of what I assume was supposed to be a homeless man/vagrant, holding a sign saying ‘keep your pennies, I want policy instead’. What stupid sentiment I barked to myself, if I ever fell on hard times I am sure I too would hope for better provisions for the down and out, but I would sooner wait for said change with a few quid in my cap than penniless in a Woolworths doorway”
Joss Laverack via Apple Podcasts ·
Great Britain ·
12/04/19