Some people have so much money. I was having a slow day on Saturday June 21st. Soon after lunch I responded to an account call in Soho. I waited a fair time until a woman got in with a dog. She gave me an address in Battersea. We had a devil of a job getting out of Central London because of road closures, but I finally delivered her to Barking Bettys (“Grooming for the urban dog”). The woman asked me to wait 20 minutes, then take her back to Soho. Parking wasn’t a problem, so I was happy to do so. She then said it would take an hour. In the end I waited 2 ¾ hours. The woman sat in the cab while doggie was pampered, and the clock ticked over 20p every few seconds. At one point, Mrs Woman went to use the loo at a café (I thought afterwards that I should have suggested she use a litter tray at Barking Betty’s). We got back to Soho quickly and everyone was happy. God knows who the account holder was, but it cost them £164 (plus tip). The dog looked clean and happy, clearly oblivious to the expense involved. I’m not sure who was the most barking.