Small Car

       

      The car was very little.  Room for the driver and i think two guys in back. The passenger door was open and I was handing in a box about as large as a shoe box, but a cylinder.  I had a hard time getting some one to take it.  I needed help to get it the car, finally a guy in the back seat took it.  It looked as if he were in the middle, but it was a small car and there was no one behind the driver, only coats piled up.   When the guy took my box I started to get in and then took the box back as soon as I sat down.  

          The difficulty with the box was that I couldn't get into the car at the same time as the box without a lot of twisting and turning; but the back seat guy only had it in his hands only a few seconds and I was able take it in the front. 

      As I got in I wanted to check the time, I thought it was six or seven  in the evening.  I must have said something cause the guy who handled the box convinced me it was only ten in the morning.   That's when I noticed the guy who took the box and handed it back was the butler from the British TV show Are You Being Served.  I watched that programs thirty years ago.   Another world ago.  The driver started the car and we took off.