Saw this on the walk to Leeds train station.
Waiting for the train I noticed that apparently cork isn’t Jose Mourinho’s only passion; apparently he he’s so keen on the Bond films he’s bought a phone that doubles as 007’s gun.
We were running a bit late when we got to Kings Cross and rashly decided on a taxi. I was strangely grateful for the traffic jam since it’s not very often you’re made to feel affectionate towards The Tube.
After the meeting, we had a drink in the hotel bar, making the mistake of letting Garth get them in. Every sip of my G and T was accompanied by, "Enjoy it, that was £7.20!". He made me eat my slice of lime to get full value.
It was back to reality the next day, going through masses of quant results in Sheffield.
By the way, I love the fact that WH Smith understand that I don’t want to queue to pay for a paper,and trust me to pay up.





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