The King And I



When you get to a certain level of wealth and power you must think you can control everything and everyone around you.

I was driving along the King’s Road, Chelsea the other day. A bloke holding a shopping bag was stood on the painted broken line in the middle of the road. As I got closer to him, he took half a step forward into my lane and held his hand up with his palm facing me as if he was a policeman ordering me to stop. He wanted to finish crossing the road.

There was no one behind me, all he had to do was wait till I went by. I gave him a wide berth but there was no way I was going to stop for him.

After I went past him, I noticed in my rear-view mirror that he did cross the road and walked to a parked Rolls Royce on the other side. A chauffeur wearing a cap had got out and was holding the back door open for him.

It was at that moment that I didn’t feel so bad about driving past him a moment earlier, especially as I’d given him a hand signal of my own.

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