The Gorse Fox headed for London to meet with an Exec. He filled in the morning with more research and more writing. Very successful start. Then at lunchtime, with thirty minutes before the scheduled meeting said Exec pops in and says "I've double booked myself. Can we reschedule for tomorrow, in Coventry".
The Gorse Fox contemplated for about a nanosecond. "no" he said.
Flummoxed by someone who didn't back down, the Exec juggled his diary and GF got his meeting, albeit a little late.
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