“Ay up, love, y’a’right?” the taxi driver asked. “What? I’m sorry, excuse me?” “Oy, ay said, y’a’right?” he repeated. “Pardon? Oh…yeah…I’m fine.” Bit rude, I thought to myself. Did I look upset? “Ya know ‘aought about Leeds, love?” What in god’s name is this man talking about. I had to follow the “three times rule”, […]