Aah, Night Fighters
While I was "prostituting my hard won skills" in Nigeria, I happened to be spending a rare evening in a well known (although not Michelin Starred) establishment called Aunties Kitchen with some fellow skilled prostitutes.
Sitting on a nearby table a Vietnam era engineer from the same operation had been chatting with a young lady who was clearly a supernumerary member of staff. Having agreed to buy her a Star beer he then asked her if she wanted a lift to his place. She unsurprisingly agreed.
I left around 5 minutes afterwards and passed them; the young lady sitting on his bicycle and him pushing it, with two flat tyres. Probably not what she expecting !
NEO