When me, Dave and Mike left Idle Cricket Club nobody would listen to me (who’d read a timetable and got there by bus) as we walked up the hill, past 4 stops that ‘our’ bus would pass. 

Just before we got on the bus I accepted a million pound bet from Dave that the bus would not go down the hill we’d walked up. The driver heard it. 

Dave tried to convince the driver to go a different way: and as we passed the stops going down the hill Mike pointed and said:

We could have got on at that stop!

So quick I didn’t have a chance. 

It’s good to have mates.