Our eyes met across the ASL, east bound at Scottish Widows...
As granny revved her engine and attempted to drive through the pedestrian phase, you said that I'd dropped a glove...
It wasn't a coquettish plea for your attention, I really had lost it, and thanks to you, I managed to find it and even reunite it with its mate; I'd dropped that one a mile earlier!
You may not be on the forum, but thanks anyway for protecting me from my own absent mindedness!
Robert