I often think.

When I went to university in 1992 I had a few part time jobs to top up my student loans. One of those jobs was on the transport ambulances for the local authority in west London; this involved going to children and elderly persons’ homes and collecting children and elderly people to take them to and from schools and dining or social clubs. I had only been doing the job a few weeks when my route and driver was changed, this wasn’t uncommon. I had a driver, a man called Ernie, my job was to care for the children or elderly people his was purely to drive. Ernie and I went off to do our first collection which was from a residential care home for disabled children. We went in to reception and signed in and ascertained which children we were going to collect that day; it was usually the same children but sometimes illness or other things varied the children that were collected. Today it was only Carl that was to be taken to his day school. Ernie sighed at this news and nudged me. Befo