When I was about 19, I had this great big 750 Suzuki motorbike, it was an R reg, so it was pretty old, a bit vintage really, but it went ok, you could go over 100mph on it easy, so I got this job doing despatch riding – what an experience! I lived in Bedford, about 50 miles from London, so most deliveries went to London, but we also got some nice jobs up north, and east and west. Anyhow, I was just thinking about one of my first trips to London, I had to deliver something to somewhere near London Wall, which is an area. I didn’t know where it was, so obvs I had to look it up on a map, cos there were no GPS or anything, so I set off for the motorway, about 15 miles of burning rubber later, I was on it – flying along in the fast lane “Hell for Leather” as they say. Most of the guys who worked there were nuts, and I was no exception. I have no idea why they passed me on my test, it was a license for insanity, like giving a murderer a presentation axe on release day!
So they told me to go down the A41 or whatever it was, I can’t remember, if you’re going west London, you go A5, and turn right at Marble Arch, after that you’re fucked! If you’re going east, its A41, then there’s the North Circular, east and west, the South Circular, and Marylebone road, or the Seven Sisters road – what about that! Cor blimey, watch out for the Old Kent Road! There’s London Bridge, (which isn’t the one you think it is, and there’s Vauxhall, (we were always going there) and the Elephant and Castle! Me old China!
I drove past Buckingham palace loads of times, never saw the Queen, I expect she was peeping out from behind the curtains saying “Phil – look at that lunatic!”
Anyhow, I found Marylebone, its like an inner city ring road, you go past Kings Cross & St Pancras, familiar with those from train journeys, after that, you just follow the flow of traffic until your’e completely and utterly lost! Its a great job doing despatch – really interesting! Never a dull moment, what with all the taxis everywhere yelling out greetings like “Get out the bloody way” and “Bloody idiot!”
Anyhow, I found the place eventually, I think I had to ask quite a few people cos the street had vanished, they’d built a factory on it and renamed it or something – it was quite easy getting home, because there’s signs that say A1 – M1 The North – I always loved the way when you’re in a city, it says vague things like that – its always much easier getting out, than getting in – unless you end up in a giant shopping centre car park like I did one time. When you see that sign, “The North” you think yeah! And open up the throttle!!
Anyhow, enough of all that, here’s some Phil Collins songs – I was watching something about his hits the other day, but they missed all the best ones!