Rohan Silva
(Picture: Rohan Silva)Old Bob was bonkers. He was a regular at the Yorkshire pub I used to work at when I was younger, and over a pint of frothy best he liked to tell me his secrets. Like how he’d figured out that Aberdeen Angus Steakhouses in London are actually entrances to secret underground government bunkers. Or how he knew Princess Margaret was being used to incubate body organs for the Queen Mother.
But Bob wasn’t always so friendly towards me. When I first started at the pub, he stared at me menacingly for the first few days, before eventually coming up and saying: “When I first saw you working here, I thought there must be new owners or something. But you know what, I’ve been watching you, and you’re all right.” And then he shook my hand.
