I was walking down to see my mum after work to go shopping for the prezzies, when I met the Lollipop man at the corner of Charlton Road, near the zebra crossing on Charlton House.
I felt so priviliged when he stopped traffic just for me.
For me!
Hehehehe.
Then I wondered if it was cos he felt I was as incapable of crossing the road as the schoolkids.
Then I thought that he probably mistook me for a schoolkid, seeing as most people do.
....
Oh well, A lollipop man helped me across the road, and I feel smug about it,
Although as Jitsu freak pointed out. "He probably feels like he needs to help you, seeing as London is full of crazed taxi drivers."
I then pointed out that Dad is a crazed taxi driver.