Last week a friend of mine, who is a delivery van driver met Tony Bullimore at Bristol docks. For those who don't know, Bullimore was the guy who was trapped upside down in his yacht and survived solely on mars bars for god knows how long.
Anyway my friend was on his way to a boating shop to deliver a package when a rather inconsiderate driver, who later revealed himself as Tony Bullimore, pulled up behind and started tailgating as he was trying to squeeze the van into a narrow parking spot.
Friend eventually gets it parked in spite of this and heads in. Bullimore follows. Bullimore stars giving him **** about making him late for some plane he has to catch. Friend shrugs and says nothing, thinking why the hell is this my problem? You should have left earlier.
Bullimore proceeds to begin striding round the shop, pointing at this and that and demanding all kinds of specialist equipment, making sure that everyone in the shop got a good view of him of course as it was clear he thought he was the ****.
Finally Bullimore appears to reach the end of his list, and asks the shop assistant for a map of Fiji. My friend, who had been standing idly by waiting to get the parcel signed decides to pipe up and says "So you think you'll get that far this time??".
Bullimore, caught with his pants down infront of the whole shop, goes bright red with rage and silently finishes counting out his change before storming off.