Tag: FLYT

1.20 The Game’s Afoot…

Mr. Grindle lived on the opposite edge of the Old Town and his destination (according to my FLYT driver app) just over a mile away. When I pulled up to the curb, I spied a silver-haired man in his fifties. When he turned to…

Diamonds and Pearls…

One of my first FLYT fares – a nice lady of a certain age wearing (you guessed it) diamonds, pearls and the cutest pillbox hat – wanted me to drop her off at this door. Not a clue what lays beyond the threshold, but…

1.19 My Career as a Chauffeur

(The Princess as she was when I bought her, before spiffing her up!) FLYT: Whether it’s hop, skip or a jump, start your trip with us! My new interim career: chauffeur. Sounds glamorous right?  On my first day I donned black slacks, vest and…

Drive With FLYT…

The advert which gave me the idea of driving for FLYT! I get to be a professional driver…though I think my skills are more on level with Herbie The Love Bug than Lewis Hamilton (sadly). (You remember Herbie The Love Bug, the 1968 Disney…