Taxi driving

I have so far found 12 receipts for this week-end’s taxi driving. But my handbag is big, there might be more hidden in the endless pockets and folders. These receipts don’t seem to include any from Saturday night after 01.00 o’clock, even I can more or less clearly remember having taken taxis between 01.00 and Sunday morning. Gentlemen are not a dead race yet, I guess.

My boss has just gone out; she said she will buy me a bicycle.