Big Phil the Greek

Originally Posted by jaffo

My dad once had to paint the station he worked at as the 'royal train' was going there.

It went through at about ninety miles an hour, they wouldn't have seen a fucking thing. He was fuming for months, he thought they were going to stop, get out and look at the dado rails in the waiting room or something.

My Grandad was in charge of the Royal train for a while.
Told me that on more than one occasion he was summoned by Big Phil for a session cos he didn't want to drink alone.