The late Will "Fix It" was laid to rest today. His best mate, and he had a lot, told a tale of the time they drove from N.Wales, overnight to deliver quite a substantial heavy load to a property in Cambridge. The goods were safely dropped off and they were well paid and they made the return journey. It was obvious that they were tired and fed up because there was no chance of making it back in one fell swoop so they decided to top over in Birmingham for the night and take a chill. They fetched up in a bar in the Bull Ring and went into an empty place for a "pint". Pretty soon the place filled up with fairly young and well to do youngsters and obvious future achievers. Will being Will was soon getting on with them like a house on fire. They loved his voice and Welsh accent. He had a sort of serious Richard Burton timbre delivered with a permanent smile. Pretty soon two very young Spanish girls were eagerly chatting and making enquiries of him and where they were from etc. There was now quite a considerable audience listening and joining in when Will asked them what they were doing in UK. We are going down to Oxford to study they said. Very good said Will, we are just up from Cambridge. What were you reading? One of them asked. Well I was reading gas meters and he was reading pornography mostly said Will. Cue the place collapsing with hilarity. My mate Will.