Yes ive been spotted. Twice in fact. As I was pondering over the bridge, minding my own business, I noticed some one peeking over the top of his steering wheel, looking at me like a peice of $%'#, i wondered to myself, why life situations could make such an attractive man so unhappy. If he was uber cool Scott M he def would of been smiling.
Anyway, at this point, I felt myself rather uncomfortable, I thought, maybe this anger is directed at me, whave have I do, quickly checking my road positioning, to my surprise, this was ok, and my lights were not on dazlling him with main beam. Still confused, I stared at the strange unhappy peeking-over-the-steering-wheel man. As he got closer, I would recognise those sparkling eyes anywhere. At to which point I beeped.
Yet, I found myself so excited, I could not stop beeping, until the car slowly faded away into the distance, like MadMax at the end of a battle scene, angry, yet triumfant. In all his glory, the interceptor helds its stance in my rear view mirror.
With no reply, I quickly wrote to my family who live very far away (ilfrcombe) to explain my distaught emotions, at which case I travelled yonger to sticklepath post office to send away this letter dripping with emotion, only to be re-spotted by a fello member!!! Only one can wonder why Bailey did not wave, maybe he was the victum defected by the interceptor and was worried I would notice? (seen you twice at sticklepath now bailey, are you post office watching again?)