After his four month holiday in Italy, George came back with plans to start his own business. Not having had any experience other than running a fruit and veg shop he not unnaturally thought he could suddenly become a multi-national businessman earning millions a week. Since he returned - and that would be six months ago now - he'd not come up with anything other than opening a larger fruit and veg shop, plus some vague internet-based ideas ("have you seen how much that bloke at Facebook is worth?" he would say).
Anyway, last night he came to pick me up so we could go out and have a quick drink.
"Do you want to drive?" he said as we walked up the driveway in the darkness.
"No, you're alright," I said, "I've driven a flatbed fruit and veg truck a few times before."
But there gleaming under the single streetlight was a flash motor.
"It's a Merc," he said swaggeringly as he blipped the key ring which set the horn off. "Whoa, got the wrong button," he said as he jabbed it again and I saw the driver's seat moving backwards and slowly out of sight as it folded down flat..
To be precise it's a C-class 240, many of which I have driven before in my past life as a motoring journalist. I don't mind Mercs but I'm not German, we don't have autobahns and it's only a car.
It turns out George has been offered a job by his cousin (no interview process there, apparently) who is a badly dressed 28 year old who happens to have squillions of dollars. Actually, his father has squillions but he hands them over to the son who has a string of business ventures which are going nowhere.
George, it seems is now in charge of the real estate arm of the business.
"We haven't sold a place for 12 months," said George gloomily, "but I'm going to put processes in place and soon we'll be motoring. "
Quite how implementing MYOB will cause a sudden upsurge in interest is beyond me, but then I'm no businessman. 

Meanwhile, here's the link for those of you who are following the story in GONE
http://kingcoultas.blog.co.uk/