a good friend of mine was a courier in london & is now a courier in vancouver, so I can sympathesis
he was knocked off once (out of many, many times!), lying on the floor collecting himself, picked himself up, "wheres my oakleys?" someone had nicked them while he was spread eagle :evil: nar, I dont miss london!
he was knocked off once (out of many, many times!), lying on the floor collecting himself, picked himself up, "wheres my oakleys?" someone had nicked them while he was spread eagle :evil: nar, I dont miss london!