Oh, for real isn't it?

Your missus paid 200 quid for you.

A bit late, I didn't say it was on Friday.

But yeah, he said...

I told you it was on Friday.

Do not, because he sent his order at one o'clock.

This is what I mean, like, I understand you don't want to let customers, like, die and stuff,

but when he's sending his order at one o'clock, you're just letting him take it every single week.

But he sent it that late?

Yeah, and he did it Friday before as well, one o'clock.

And each time I said, yeah, it's fine, don't worry.

But I said to him, I said, do not send your order at this time, it's too late.

I need your order the day before or at the latest, 9am that morning.

So do not send it at this time, it's too late.

Because it is at one o'clock, and then drivers are kicking off.

I mean, I know they've only got, like, small, like, deliveries on a Friday,

but, like, my dad came all the way back from Lincoln, then he had to go out again,

and he's like, Ellsbury at this fucking time, it's full of traffic.

And then if it happens this week, tram lines are absolutely...

Yeah.

They're forked.

Or they'll not be able to get to it, if tram lines run.