I had been due to take a party of hardened clubbers on a Saturday night piss-up to Newcastle. But the weather threatened to turn sour and simultaneously another driver stepped in when a different trip was cancelled.
"You got off lightly, mate," he said at our first meeting since the trip. "It was very slippery then the snow really came down. They began to regret going. One of them got arrested for accusing the take-away owner of being shortchanged and they were late coming back. There was an audible sigh of relief when they made it back through the snow."
"But I thought one of the party was related to one of the gritter drivers," I said, "and he would come out if the roads were bad."
"Oh yeah.....right."
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