Thought it was going somewhere for a min
whyalwaysLee said:I was doing my paperound in the late 80's, and it was one of those cool rounds that you only had to deliver to businesses. So I had summat like 10 papers to deliver, but over a long distance of about 4 miles.
One of these businesses was a private hospital in West Didsbury. For the seriously rich. I used to speed up the drive on my bike and fly through the double doors and hand the paper to the receptionist and shoot off again at lightening speed.
Then one day as I was getting closer to this place, I noticed barriers at eitherside of palatine road, and some people hanging about but not many to be honest. It was abit odd, coz there was no sign of a parade or marathon. I kept going and turned up the drive of the hospital, still going at the usual fast pace, but as soon as the auto doors to the place opened I was lifted off my bike by the arms and held aloft with my legs dangling below me. The two secret service guys were about to carry me off somewhere when the receptionist jumped to my rescue and told them who I was. So I got back on my bike and rode off like it was perfectly normal and didn't even ask anyone what was going on? Found out later on that Charles and Diana were in there.