Yesterday I delivered a VHS tape to a client. Being one of those rainy days that I love so much, I had to protect the tape under my zip-up jersey.

So in I walk, wet from the rain, my left hand holding the tape under the right side of my jersey, not realising, that I look like a thug about to pull out his shooter and pop a cap in the secretary’s ass!

I’d forgotten to remove the tape from beneath my jersey, right up until I stood in front of the woman, who was clearly, as I remember now, ready to activate the emergency button and duck under the table.

Silly me.